Cold Hard Stone

Stone,
Cold hard stone.
A life of bitterness.
This is what I'm destined to.
To love is for fools.
Loved ones die, they leave you.
Why set your heart up for something that you know isn't going to happen.
Falling in love is like falling into a deep old dry well.
The fall is great, but you know that you're going to get hurt when you hit bottom.
So I'll continue to live a life of solitude,
Never knowing what it is like to be loved or to return that love.
That may make me a cold human being,
But oh well, who cares;
After all...
I'm destined to a life of bitterness and a heart of cold hard stone.