I Stand Alone...

I don’t know whether I'm right or not...
Sometimes I have nothing; sometimes I have a lot...
Is there any truth in all that I have got?
Betrays and regrets, countless to jot...

I stand alone frozen and cold...
Everyone will understand as the story will unfold...
Everything will be clear which had never been told...
What you think is a waste, can turn into gold...

The choices I get are all the same...
I’m stuck in this complicated game...
I know I’m the one to accept the blame...
Even if I don’t, I don’t have any other name...

I don’t remember; the time is running too fast...
I wish I cud fill the emptiness of my past...
I still stand alone, dead and aghast...
Waiting to know when all this will last...