The toughest problem we face
Is that we can't put faith in people
They only leave us feeling out of place
Sooner or later let us down it's so evil
I'm no better I'm no saint
Though I feel I give my all
With the emotions I use to paint
The detailed images of my everyday fall
I've lost all my faith in humanity
Just pathetic people making every excuse
I'm content here in my insanity
Happy to hide away as a recluse
Sorry world but ******* in every way
I have no regrets no apologies
I've tried each and every day
As is written here in my anthologies