Lonely is not being alone.
Lonely is missing someone but can’t hug.
Lonely is having so much but can’t love.
No one respect you.
No one care about you.
I’m okay, I’m not okay, whatever.
Good morning, good night.
I’m talking to the air or myself.
It’s doesn’t matter, the world will still be shining without you.
So just don’t be the one who disturbs the world running.
Time will tell, life is just a ride.
Don’t regret when saying goodbye.
