I feel so alone
Even when I'm surrounded
As I stand in the middle of a crowd
I see hundreds walk by
And still there is a feeling of loneliness
It feels as if I'm the only one left
The lone survivor of a bloody massacre
My cries for company are not heard
They must not be able to see me
Or maybe they just ignore my presence?
Such an essence of doubt in the air
As I fall through clouded thoughts of misjudgment
I straight drop into a sea of anguish & depression
Of self-loathing & resentment
Trying hard to fight against the waves of indifference
But my heart is pulling me under
Filled to the brim with disdain
My hatred & pain forever growing
All alone is this soul of mine
Even sips of fine wine couldn't knock me from sobriety
Nor variety of any drug
I must swim harder to survive
Just long enough to keep me alive
But my efforts seem to be futile
The weight of my despair is too unbearable
It drags me under, under, under
Until my last gasp of air has escaped me…
