i look back on my life and wonder where that boy went.
my innocence, my big heart full of dreams.
my mind is constantly in motion,
i never get a chance to speak to
the wind or the tree's like i used to.
silly maybe.
but i lost a big part of me when i lost those sweet sweet friends of mine;
removed from my sight
so what about my solitude.
my contention lies in the
discovery of my own humanity,
determining my own moral
without hesitation!
and to remain eternally loyal to myself.
am i just selfish, a narcissus.
am i justified.
and what of love,
i know nothing of love.
my dreams fade a bit more
with the setting of each sun.
so for now, i find love in myself, in my solitude
