You rocked back and forth
Looking at the stars from your
90 year - old door.

You're three years older
Than your creepy old - styled house,
And yet you're alone.

Nobody visits,
They don't even seem to care,
Yes, nobody does.

You're old and weak now,
Always rocking back and forth
on your rocking chair.

When people pass by
They show that weird, awkward stare,
Then you start to glare.

You're old and weak now,
And you have a heart disease,
No one dares to help.

Poor old man, you are
Left  with nothing but your wealth,
Just your worthless wealth.

I would want to help,
If I were just your neighbor,
I will help yourself.