Crowded streets, bustling traffic, beautiful lighting.
There is a lonely silhouette, waiting for someone to realise that she needed guidance.
She need someone to show her the light to the future.
Everyone is too caught up with their own tiny box, thinking that the world revolve around them.
Nobody bothers to even ask the lonely silhouette whether she need companion or help?
Lonely silhouette is slipping away into the darkness.
who would have known i'll be lonely?
who would have known i need someone to guide me?
