Welcome to my humble abode
My story is often retold
People come all around to hear of my scarring
But only the brave and Daring
Would go out of their way to find me,
But only in death will you truly know
What you can't see
And here is the gift I will bestow,
You have always been alone
Only in death will you really atone

Yet through all the efforts
You still try to prevail
Searching for friends and loves
In death you will find the doves
You are always going to fail
Don't even try to give me retorts

Even when you do find friends
They Will always be there
But, even then
Who really knows when they really care?

Although, some are better
You can rely on your bettor
There will be people who love you
And even care for you too