All alone as I stand here still

I hear the moan my heart feels.

World passes by but I don't know why;

I feel deserted in this place alive .

All around I glimpse my friends though

They add no smile to my life anymore.

I see faces with masks on it:

Likely to deceit for own benefit.

And all I regret for is now :

Not knowing who's my friend and foe.



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