Loneliness, not solitude 
Nobody cares about you 
It’s nothing personal 
Nobody cares about nothing 
Nobody cares about no one 
An automatic, selfish existence 
designed to pass by this life 
without any meaning 
without any purpose 
Living out of habit 
too busy with themselves 
only moving forward 
like a plague of locusts 
Troubles have no face 
No one will hold your hand 
Deserted 
All your cries for help were useless 
those final words have fallen upon deaf ears, right? 
Your feelings, concerns and thoughts 
buried with you 
feeling like a child staring at a showcase 
a showcase of life you will never taste 
Isolated and alone