For No One

We're the same

We're five years old.

Still trying to change this mold

In the open

Air I'm cold

No purpose

No reasons told.

And while I'm waiting

for something to say

I'm here in vain.

I picked up

this broken key

I love no one

and that no one loved me

I wait for morning

before open eyes

no one is crying

not yet realize

and in meantime

I have nothing to say

I'm here in vain.

I wait for morning

before opened eyes

no one is crying

not yet realize

and in the meantime

I have nothing to say

I'm here in vain.