Kindness or Existance In Vein ?

Kindness is almost same as the blindness

I see no love nor hope but loneliness

I see wind blowing not caressing in cold rhythm  

I see men talking and walking but not looking

 Here im sitting on my chair and just looking out

To the sky that once been blue and never been back

Its just another minute that again im questioning

Doubting on my existence in vein and in humane

Hope that i never fall and never cry for an answer

Hope that i never go and never moan for a disaster

Wish i could get a role and take control as a master

No but im gonna go, just fall like all little faster