I feel low, low as a tiny ant that's never grow. I feel silence as in the wind. I feel like leaves falling on a autumn day. I feel like I never be where I want to be. I feel like nothing matter's at all but one shorten phone call, from one special person. Never know if that person will ever call or will I ever see that person again, I feel so low. And so lost, don't know where to turn or where to start, didn't mean nothing to me at first, but when that shorten person is gone, it's hard to move on from feeling so low when I felt so high when I had that person still here on that autumn day.
