Not just another lost soul;
I aim to look and find.
My life is under the control
Of nothing but my mind.
Until I locate what I seek,
I will never stop to sigh.
Known after death as a freak
(if my body’s not passed by)
In these clothes, I’ll walk with pride,
Some brains, and much ambition.
Fate might not be on my side,
But the present’s my decision.
On my way, I’ll see a lot;
I’ll meet poet and preacher.
Neither of them will be sought,
For I’ll be my own teacher.
I do not care what stars bode,
My head tells me I’m sane.
My prints will be on each road,
My tracks on every lane.
I refuse to sit and wait
Until I lose my youth.
So now my life I dedicate
To hunting down the Truth.
26/01/06