How can someone so full of love

Lose all love for those she trusted

I thought I knew what friendship was

Now I'm left alone and maladjusted

In the end are we really alone?

Can we only depend on ourselves?

Perhaps I'm an unsought book

Hidden among thousands of shelves

I pray that there is someone out there

Who will assure me that it's alright

Not to be afraid

Of mankind's malevolent bite

Will somebody mourn my death

When indeed that time has come?

Or will I be forgotten?

Just another corpse I become