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Just like a dry leaf

I fall from the tree called life

All shriveled and tired

Into a lake (of blood)

I'm turning the pages

In the book of life

My page is rotten

And empty

I'm lurking in the shadows

For some happiness

Yet I rather to be alone

In this dark room

People won't help me

Next to the rivers and the waterfalls

I want to be

Sleeping on the fog

ALONE

Dark cold life

That's what people have brought at me

I see no sunshine

I only see the moon dance at the black sheet

I am useless and have no meaning

You will never understand

All happy and lie to themselves

Everything works for them

Please go

Please let me go