Looking at you I realized how far I am from happiness.
The distance apart is the source of loneliness.
Hoping for nothing is the best way to avoid disappointment,
As there won't be any expectations.

I am not worthy for anything,
That is why I am still nothing.
Be it is you or her or her or you,
I know that I am a nobody still.

Yes my heart is dead,
Cold and hard.
I don't expect anyone to come revive,
Cause I know nobody bother to try.

When things unveiled and take its forms,
It will be easy for you to see it all.
A matter of fate or whatever,
I think I am meant to be alone, forever.

You never care, do you?