Fallen Tears under the City Lights

“One, two, and three...” Counting every person you see

“Four, five and six...” Continuing it all with no sign of glee

“Seven, eight and nine...” Letting all emotions choke you

“Lastly, ten...” No companions to cry on, not even a few

The feeling of a burdensome isolation restraining you down

Replace all hints of a cheerful smile with a lonesome frown

Quietly observing every silhouette in motion from your eyes

Yet your sight instantly blurs due to tear drop, making you cry

What’s the source of the pain? Agonizing deeply in your heart!

Feeling very numb with every trauma you have felt in each part?

Willing to try again, yet your conscience breaks like a fragile vase

Unable to roll out your next move, stopping the things you face

Trying to survive in a world, where trust is like a thin sheet of glass

Every silhouette you encounter, striking all blames on you, alas

Treating you as nothing but entertainment with full of damage

Every shard of memory you remember, inability to sort or manage

You still lived your life despite of your shattered mentality

You’re emotionally deprived, yet you still try to smile gleefully

But once you’re isolated again, all memories stabbing in you

You still wonder if the affection you feel is still entirely true