There he sat, alone and quiet
staring at those his finger points
He blames all those
the ones in his life
ignoring, not supporting
feelings they do not know
Believing they are all against him
Friends they are no more
Just passing bodies, politely not their heads
but no one cares about this man
His soul is sinking
darkness fills his eyes
He believes he is slowly disappearing
but the truth lies in his mind
The others have nothing to do with this
blaming them is just a game
Misery is best when you're alone
that is all he can see
But his eyes have gone blind now
the finger is really pointing at he