Crumbled pages, the dimly lit light
Left there for ages, With thoughts that I hide.
My head is sleeping
But my eyes are wet.
I am suffocating, deep in the sea of greed
Not made by me but others
Now I sit down to fill those pages
Empty and yellow.
But the ideas that float are just
a face to the whole body.
Started to doubt
the people around me.
I am scared that I may lose everyone.
I still can’t put my words down.
Leaving these pages empty as sky.