I know not of any love songs
and no poems of romantic entangle
I have no passion in me
because love has always failed
what is to come
of a heart that feels such loneliness
who gives to many people
and receives nothing in return
I have compassion for the human race
though this will bring me pain
in the end there's nothing won
and nothing to be gained
people take advantage
of kindness when they can
but never do they give
nor do they understand
I imagine I will grow old
with no one by my side
loneliness I will feel
and the pain I will hide
I will continue to watch
young couples in love
embrace each other and kiss
holding hands as they walk
talking over lunch and dinner
laughing and being happy
children being born
and children growing up
I will know that this happiness
will always be seen

but never felt