Mid Life Crisis

walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

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When reality finally hits, I realised this was no longer a game. The sinking feeling sets in and it slowly creeps into every part of my body. Just like a poison seed, it grows in you; it eats into you.

It has been some time since I seriously asked myself what have I achieve. The seriousness of the answer never really felt important to me till now. Maybe ageing plays a part, maybe I have finally woken up from playtime.

This has been bugging me for a few days - What have I achieve with life?

Sadly, the answer is nothing.

No, it is not because I am alone in a foreign land. I really think I did nothing with my life. I have wasted my time. I feel so pathetic.

Sigh....