Some walk a lone trail
They made it that way
A road of desperation
Alone and full of fears
Others walk a wide loop
They want to be alone
That path is profound
Stoic and full of hope
No one ever truly knows
Those around them e'er
Nor themselves even yet
Without solitude endured
Learning to be autonomous
Gives no time to complain
A teacher to heed well too
Its precedence alters a soul
Some come by in isolation
Fates seem to find out so
Others ask for its presence
Be strong and be discerning