The misery I've been experienced through,
The lostness and loneliness I'm up to,
Do I have someone to depend on?
As my world encourage a creepy melancholia.

Has anybody asked my name?
I can't stand straight on this lane,
I took a glance at all and I technically know this feeling,
I'm here again in my own utopia.

The sorrow I am fighting with,
Too depressed and insufficient;
Can you please...