the world around me is crumbling down
or it's just only me with crumbling down where the world stand tall and high

at last I have to say goodbye

when I fall, no one is there to hold me, to scold me

I wish I had someone for something to say.

my own voice is now stranger to me,
my own face In the mirror look stranger to me.

I wish I could recognise the person I used to be.
© Mayur