so many streets from home
my feet hurt and I don’t
seem to mind the strain
it must be true: no pain, no gain
don’t mind me waiting here alone
a distorted, blurry sight
accompains me in these nights
while wandering near and far
I’m pondering how you are
do you mind me waiting here alone?
it’s never easy to say “no”
it’s mostly awkward doing so
but in the end it’s for the best
I guess…
the disturbing trace of talk
like whiteboards being chalked
sketching doubt of games of old
I’m placing the wrong bets, I’m told
excuse me, I’m waiting here alone
it’s never easy to say “no”
it’s mostly awkward doing so
and in the end it’s for good
I guess that
(being alone)
means standing strong
(being alone)
means to hold on
(being alone)
alone, alone