Where is the echo across the void?
Why is there no answering call?
Who do you talk to when you’re alone?
Will anyone see when you fall?
This is a plea for the lonely soul
For those with no one around
Isolated even in the midst of a crowd
Sinking below the level of ground
Who’s fault is it that I never learned
Just how to collect more than faces
Knowing that they come at their own will
But remain otherwise in distant spaces
No answers come through the space and the void
There is nothing sounding over the wall
You’re still alone with no one at hand
No one to catch you or hear when you fall