One needs to walk on glass
With feet that are bare
Watch people pass
Knowing they don't care
One needs to drift and fall
With nothing to grasp
Reaching for nothing at all
On which to clasp
One needs to feel total rejection
Hatred from the human race
Resent and refuse all affection
To look death in the face
Before one begins to realise
You are alone as you wish to be
It is only in your eyes
The picture you are not free
One needs to look toward the light
To see without and not within
And notice others in their plight
Before healing can begin