empty.

in the dark,

whisper in the sky,

hoping that God would look at me in His eyes.

i wonder what does He see?

a speck of dust,

or wound full of puss?

although its not true,

indeed i know God love's so good,

but here am i still feeling blue.



my heart is hollow,

soon im afraid my mind would follow;

then were would i be?


oh yes, many people are around me,

cheerful sad or angry,

but why is my heart, so empty?


jonan, just because i have loads of frens, it don't give an excuse why i cant feel lonely.