Lonesome state
The room is dark were I sleep
And I am all alone
I sit here and I quietly think
While im all alone
My pen moves back and forth
Silently all alone
The clock ticks and the hours pass
With it all alone
Days come and days go
Yet I am still all alone
The more I sit, the more I think
The more is left all alone
What will become of me?
If I remain all alone
Now I ask you is this my fate
To die here all alone