06/05/2026
Is there anyone who would stay… even when I have nothing left to offer,
Who would listen to the quiet ache my heart hides in silence?
In a world so full of people, why does mine feel so empty—
Like I’m searching for a home that was never mine to begin with?
Would someone ever reach for my hand, not out of pity,
But because they truly don’t want to let it go?
Or am I meant to keep walking alone in this endless night,
Waiting for a light that never finds me?
Maybe I’m just a passing shadow in everyone’s story,
Someone easy to forget, easy to leave behind…
Still, somewhere deep inside, I keep hoping—
That one day, someone will choose to stay… just for me.