wolves of isolation
sinking into hollow existence
clawing to the surface
to a world of desolation
i've seen so much despair
affected all the same
i tried to make a difference
but no one ever cared
plagued by dejection
subject to misery
cursed by humanity
i bear the stench
roots grow over my soft feet
i'm no longer bare
yet the cancer of progress
breaches my core
i've been detached
i've embodied total distress
i've lived through sorrow
i will always be depressed