| |
The Frankenstein Monster
Endowed by my creator,
The gift of feeling
To see, hear, hate, and love thee
Searching frivolously through the night
Hope did leave me and love
I did not find
So friendship never found me, even in the blind
Endowed by my creator,
With the talent to be isolated
To be afraid and hated
And not even in the glacial rugged heights did I find solace,
Nature, who nurses her children, showed me no mercy
In the cold regions of my mind
Friendship never found me
|