Lone…

Lone…

I like the busy crowd,

’cause I can get lost.

No one watches you,

Nobody knows you.

Every face is unfamiliar,

everyone is a stranger.

They will not ask you,

if anything is wrong.

‘Cause, I am afraid,

I will not be able to hide anymore.

It was not supposed to happen,

But all I want is to get asked,

If I am fine, if I am fine.