Solitude, the brother that doesnt desert me,
His loyality so strong i dare doubt his worthy,
Happiness and joy visits like a season,
Indefiantely leaving without a reason,
Enstowing the fear of building relations,
Already knowing the future, filled with sorrow and desperations.
Why is it i always know, it's to good to last,
Everything seems to repeat itself, especially the past,
Suppressing my tears, hiding from reality,
Needing a rock to hide from lifes brutality.!