Lonewolf

I'm a lonewolf, I was a normal person long time ago,

I remember myself to be scared of the loneliness,

I lied, I pretended to be someone who wasn't me,

just to have company, but in the end of the day,

I was alone, I was attached to some girl, to some friends

just by fear, because in that time I can't imagine

a world where there was just me and nothing else.

Until that day came to be real, and not only that,

that day became my reality, and I was alone,

I don't gonna lie, it was hard at the beginning,

it felt like being in an enormous dark place,

in which the only sound that could be heard 

was the echo of my desperation.

It was a hard time, I'll not make it sound easier,

I felt I was about to lose my mind several times,

but in some point I just stopped the fight and let it go,

I let myself sink in that vast ocean of darkness,

and there, drowning my last hopes in the others,

sinking until the bottom, I found it.

I must be my own light, I can be my own star,

I don't need other people, and I've never needed,

that night, I embreaced the solitude,

the joy to be only myself, that feeling of freedom,

the inmense responsability that means,

and the peace that comes with it.

I'm a lonewolf, it's not an apology,

it's a statement, it's a declaration of war,

t's a promise and it's my truth,

I am alone, but there isn't anything wrong

with beng alone...