I'm a lone wolf, that's true but I still feel love seeping through. So, maybe who I am is o.k. Someone who cries yet doesn't make a sound. What I want more than anything is to make a change; want to make you happy, tell you you're not strange. True, I'm a little weak; howling at the moon because I can't speak. Those words that would make us all complete. I'm a lone wolf eager to be tame; excuse me stranger, can I take away your shame? Do you ever feel like screaming cause your feet won't hit the ground? Does it ever frighten you when you don't hear that simple phrase; does it ever enrage you when others won't engage? If you're broken-down and your heart's torn in two; it's alright any night, I'm a lone wolf waiting here for you.
Dedicated to every lonely soul also a promise to write more for any and all who call for comfort.