How scary it is to be,
How miserable! Oh Lord, I hope you can see.
Never expected of this isolation,
Amidst this time when it’s for celebration.
How plaintive is my mood,
Enough to be as if doomed.
Words fall short to express,
But it’s open for you to address,
I expect mirabilia to happen,
Just left with this hope, yes I do pretend.
Blending myself in two phases,
Posing to have two faces.
I’m scared, I’m terrified,
This place seems to be so horrified.
Waiting for my dear ones,
Waiting for my near ones.
To come and lift me up,
To escape is the only aim held above.
The four walls seem nothing less than confinement,
Quite easy for it to create a punishment.
I never expected such a gloomy point,
Which will bring my life to a turning point.
Yes, I’m scared,
I call for help.
Is it you who will come?
And pull me out and say you are just lonesome!