The guy from the past

There was a guy at work
I worked with long
I saw him every day
I knew his song

I thought he had troubles
But I did not say
I did not do anything
I let him have his way

I sat in a room
There were two people there
He had committed suicide
Because nobody did care

He is gone now
His life gone away
I did not have an opinion
I had no say

So now, every now and again
I think of him still
I think of this thought
I sometimes breaks my will

So now I compare you
With the guy from my past
And you pretend to be silent
It will not last.