No One
Time is flying by,
Every time I look outside,
My life is flying,
It is going so fast,
This life is hectic,
But it is what it is,
So I have to deal,
Or it will end,
Sometimes I feel empty,
Like nothing has happened,
But it already has,
It’s just how I feel,
It’s called loneliness,
Because I have no one,
No one to comfort me,
No one to love me,
Everyone to hate me,
I hate myself sometimes,
For this reason,
It is me, though.