Chances Poem by Madrason .

I hadn't left my room before
but it felt like someone had
already knocked on my door
never felt this lonely
I wonder if I am the only
as if a far fledged friend
had entered my heartbeat
and made me move my feet
for just another day or two
kept asking anyone "How do you do"!
glances back upon me;
who the hell are you? ;
I hadn't left my room before
but it felt like someone had
already knocked on my door! M