Lonely on my island always
There I dine and ripe always
Alone always
Lonely always
My thoughts separated away
Far from among men
Prisoned in my island pen
Grasping for help in my den
I can't seek help then
Lonely and separated like sick hen
I can't cure with Yen
Wanted to get close when?
My fears made bare
Sentiments I can't share
Trapped in my own snare
My ego could not flare
As if men don't care
But it's my own hare.
Men don't see my cry
Pretending I do as always dry
Prisoned in my island pen
Dying in my island den
I can't cure with Yen
Wanted to get close when?
Oh! Save me men.
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