NOTHING IN MY HAND

NOTHING IN MY HAND

Nothing is in my hand.

Nobody is in my band.

That was deception,

what they have shown.

I was alone, I am alone.

Eyes are crying, sparkling pain.

As I examine, what I have gain.

Some people came,

but now everybody is gone.

I was alone, I am alone.

I am running behind the shadow,

being astray in the meadow.

In this danger zone,

Am I alone?

I was alone, I am alone