The soft cry of the doomed

The soft cry of the doomed.I have heard the cry of what I think was what was my sole. He must of been sent of my own affection... for he said that I was doomed for what I am. I do not think that none will understand, but after all it was my own hand. Now to show what should have already been said... I feel that I need to help someone if I can. I set out to find one that could be my friend. I was thinking that this would be so grand. Now I think that I was not helping all who took my hand. So no need to be mad. I know not everything... I am only a man.