There was a little happy boy full of trust and hope
Who had never thought that his friends would tie him up with rope
The rope of desperation, the rope of loneliness
What did he do to them to deserve such a mess
In video games and music, the sad boy took shelter
Escaping a reality he had no way to counter
Sorrow gloom and melancholy became unbearable
Being abandoned by friends, is like a tunnel with no end
What's more horrible, what's more terrible
Than being left alone
The anguish devoured his guts wondering what was wrong
Did he hurt anyone someone by his very presence
But they left him in the dark room, where they thought he belonged
They were just mean people, and he lost common sense
He started visualising the worst ways to get revenge
Ripping their guts out, denailing, taking out their eyes
It pledged that he shall be eternally avenged
He will unleash his tantrum upon all these dark souls
But anomisity and horror only happened in his mind
With time all wounds healed and he remained very kind
He had forgiven them and was happy again
The reason he lost his friends was to gain his true friends