Echoes Poem by Thomas Anderson

Lonely in my room
Time flies in a zoom
I turn off my cell phone
Want to leave myself alone

It's not a matter of loneliness
Don't you think it's kind of meaningless
Going through malls, waiting for calls
Do you think life is that all?

It's my turn to roar
Stand up and open that door
My life deserves more
Than killing time by the shore

Living in a life of void
That's something I want to avoid
Someone has taken away my joy
And made me a different boy

Someday I received an anonymous call
No one spoke but only echoes as in a hall
I suspect you're on the other side
But I never find out as years go by

Will there be a day that we unite?
It's a question I ask myself every night
Now there seems to be an answer
The puzzle will be solved ever after

It is a day I have determined
Not to waste my life like a vermin
I know it's useless to recall those memories
It was merely an old love story

Then I see you in the corridor
But you aren't aware of this man before
You simply pass me by
As if looking at me is a crime

It's been all these years I have missed you
And it seems that this story will not conclude
Although today I see you again
I still don't know what you meant

That's why I get home and have a good night's sleep
Though I am sad, I do not weep
Instead of wondering what has happened
I forget everything and get rid of this burden