Everyday walking through the streets seeing people , couples , families , friends and non as lonely as I , I see them but they don't see me. I walk these streets alone , no one to hold my hand or to say 'it's going to be okay' , I walk a lonely road I sometimes delude myself into thinking I'm love by someone , but then she just proves me to be right I am alone. This lonely feeling slowly kills me inside , I think a bucket of acid would be less painful. My solitude isn't a curse or a gift , its a punishment for crimes I did not commit. How I yearn for the feeling of someone holding me , someone loving me , someone wanting me in their life , the unwanted feeling of wanting to be apart of someone's life or at least noticed. They say if you can't be happy alone then how can you be happy with someone else , but they don't know the feeling of being alone your entire life. This is my life , a never ending lonely road , with no hope for love , no hope for friendship , no hope for a life beyond the four corners of a house I'm bound to live in alone. This is my life the life of a lonely man.