Masked wanderer

Sitting,
Fooating,
Laying,
Drifting,
Resting,
Wandering,
I am on an iceberg,
Alone.

Why nobody comes to rescue me,
I don't know.

Maybe because I don't need saving,
I am meant to be here,
Like this,
Alone.

But I wouldn't wholeheartedly agree.
A friend would be nice,
Or better yet, someone who knows me.
Because what's better than our arguments,
To help pass the time?