Some nights, Loneliness just sits by my side and starts whispering to my ears.

Most of the times I just stay there, helpless, doing nothing. I'm afraid of it but I can't fight it.

At least not alone.

Where are you? Why aren't you here? Don't you know that I need your help?

I think I'm calling you, as hard as I can.

Then again, I might just be whispering.

Whispering words of Loneliness...

"Primo Ego"