myself and me

The shape of loneliness

Walking on the crowded street

like a lost ghost in the forest

try to find its way to the grave

the day without sun

the night without moon

can not sense cold or hot

the temperature of loneliness

undetectable

 

Black is too dark

red is too bloody

yellow is too bright

green is too immature

blue is too deep

the color of loneliness

indefinable

 

Straight line is too thin

curved line is too squiggly

circle is too boring

squire is too simple

irregular is too much

the shape of loneliness

undrawable