Statue of Loneliness At times I felt stuck in the mud, without companions The loneliness slowly turned me into a stone, like a dry paint, I felt the clay hardening as it covers my sight, I then froze and became a statue, statue of loneliness. < previousnext > People who enjoyed this, also enjoyed: Silently hurting Usangthanda? My village, the land of myths I didn't choose to be poor Little me