I’ve always been independent, a more lonesome kind of
man,
It has been hard, but new things I understand,
About the treacheries in life, but also the heart-rising
situations as well,
But in the optimistic view of life I easily fell,
Off of the edge and now below the surface I remain,
I try to stay calm and sane,
But it is hard, doing things all on your own,
It’s not as easy as one thinks, being alone,
With no one by your side,

To help you guide,
You along your path,

It is just me with this internal and eternal wrath,
I am so far away, for all time, never again to return to
home,
I will just have to continue, this road I walk alone.