ISO

by "Tika1980"

You're not alone
or so they say
But aren't we all
day after day

Week after week
year after year
my mind is so tired
tired of fear

Fear of the void
the inevitable end
When I feel so alone
and without a friend

But I move on
I hold my head up high
I put on my mask
and I try not to cry

I'll wander forever
endlessly searching for you
The hope that keeps me going
is that you seek me out too.