It’s a lonely world
Even your sleep is sold
There is no one to hold
Everything you touch is cold.
It’s dark inside and bright outside
Thousands of friends in the network
But no one to share the table
Like a single flower vase.
Like withered leaves,
the life changes the color,
to decrease the living will,
And fly high to cover the dead.
Absorb all the knowledge
Like light falling on a plant,
Keep swallowing till you can,
And finally, call it off
when you’re full.
It’s a lonely world,
Not a holy society,
Full of folly beings,
Carrying gally feelings everywhere.
It’s full of crowd,
In a lonely world.
Alone in the crowd,
Walking drowned.
Thoughts are fillers of the mind
Guiding day to day to nowhere
In a buried, hidden underpass,
It’s a lonely world.