I woke up that morning,
Looked around for nothing,
Thought there might be something,
I should be missing!
I went up and down,
But everything seems so hollow,
I want to make it blown,
But should I just swallow?
There was a light,
Somewhere in the dark,
I want to make it right,
Yet I got no luck.
Before it was so amazing,
So it is time to change,
What makes it depressing?
Everyone feels so estranged.
Those few people,
Their absence is a hurdle,
Leaving the jumble,
For me to handle!
What is this place?
- An empty home
