The soul is so lonely
It watches everyone passing by
No one to look at her
No one to smile
Wide open eyes full of tears
but allows only one drop to roll down
Sitting on the rock
at the sea shore
The thuds of winds
and the roar of the sea
sun in the middle of something
its dusk or dawn I can't see
walking is my fate
leaving not a choice
shackled my limbs
refuses to perform
wind is so strong flowing
against the will
I am trying so hard
but still
Its nothing but hope
that's drives me forward
kept me alive
waiting for the dawn
