His mind cannot accept the existence of this Years contemplaring and still no theory is sufficient to make him believe in this occurence The questioning was forgotten in its cradle and now given it is A blinded mankind with no more hesitation, deaded for its downfall And there He is, cast aside An unfriendly apparition to the throng Another lifetime of loneliness Never expericing true companionship Even among them all, encircled by masses Just an unfurnate cold body Wishing for a sympathetic hand to warm his untouched heart No matters to relate to, no kinship left This is so hard, yet it feels so right Take a deep breath