Looking down on the lifeless figure
Sitting alone in the dark...

An emotionless figure sits alone in a chair
Personality of a robot, he doesn't have a care...

As she held the rose
It slipped through her fingers...

With a broken heart
And an empty hand...

Jealousy silently creeps in
Dark as a mid-summer night sky...

Giving up on life
Just to take away the pain...

I love puddles, yes I do
Jumping, kicking, splashing too...

You always call me fat
And think I don't care...

Trying to find hope
To keep her strong...

Anything is better than to be alone
But that's all I ever seem to be...

Tears stream down my saddened face
Struggling to understand life...

I sit here all alone
This rainy saturday...