Isolated I کے بول

You are knocking at my private door Yes, you, the shadow of my very soul A covert companion in my part of darkness No common world-light shall connote to illuminate me Together, we travel into my deepest realm Together, we invert the law of material bliss I don't need fake sympathy Let my world spins, I will not be there to care I will remain isolated Until the coming of my time I have my "truest identity" And the real side of me will be kept off-surface I am here but they will never see me It is no matter what if they would call me insane Together, we laugh at the every day's issues Together, we seek for pleasures of a loner I don't need fake sympathy Let my world spins, I will not be there to care I will remain isolated Until the coming of my time