My Grey World

I came home and what did I see?

An empty (messy) house.

I looked outside my window and what did I see?

An empty road.

Just like myself.

There ‘s someone next door who is watching TV. I can hear it.

There’s a traffic on the other road intersecting with the road.

Yet.

The house is still empty.
The road is still empty.

And so am I.

Why do I feel so… empty?
Maybe because you’re missing…

But who are you?
WHAT are you?

Cruelly robbing my cheerfulness and my spirit…

Why?

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