I'm reminiscing being back in Mexico sitting on a beach, I was Alone.
The most at peace I have ever been, Alone.
Coolin’, Not stressing myself over troubles that been handed to me or those self-inflicted, Alone.
Is this my destiny, a life spent in solitude aka Alone.
I guess the way to peace with that, is through acceptance, Alone.
Acceptance that my path only has room for one to walk, Alone.
A path that started, Alone.
A path that ends, Alone.
Whether I agree or disagree, it is fact and facts stand, Alone.
Standing tall against any lie, Alone.
So alone I stand, walk, run, slip, fall, and get back up, Alone.
At the end of this day, he is long gone, and once again I find myself looking back at myself, Alone.