So far down the empty road
No one here to guide me home
Left alone on my own
On my own
On my own
Left alone
On my own
This lonely path
Without a map
Freedom rings
But nobody sings
Away from me
The great sea
Greatness shows
No where to go
To show my strength
Striving great lengths
To get to
When nobody knew
What was my fate?
Would I make a mistake?
All these doubts
Engulfed in clouds
If you fear the change
To come of age
You will be stricken
When adversity quickened
Without the help
Of the world's great self
Making it on your own
More important than the phone
On your own you are your own person
Your own being
No one to be nursin
What may sting
Making it on your own
Is the defining moment
In someone's life
Go ahead and give it a try
You just might find
It's not easy being one of a kind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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