Crying in my dark, cold solitude
humans are so despicacle and crude
They just chatted as they walked
Casting aside and excluding me because I never talked
I try to be nice, of how this be
But they just take advantage of me
Tired of this hell of a life
Feels like someone's stabbing me with a knife
Right now I would rather be dying
So forsaken, alone, and now crying
Crying in my dark, cold solitude
Humans are so despicable and crude.
