I feel alone,
But I am not alone I am home;
Who will be there when no one else is?
Is it me, standing tall and strong?
Or is it the one I’ve depended on for so long..
I am sinking, into the abyss.
Just as seasons change, friends do too.
Fleeting friendships make me wonder,
Where do I belong?
As I sit back and watch the thunder,
Change into a gentle rain,
I think to myself, "such is life."
And continue on again,
Until, I am, anew.