Lost.
It was to you that I knew I could always turn
I've always been independent
With friends behind me all the while
So close to the edge now
And no one is there to keep me from falling
But theres also no one to push me off
Alone I stand
No one close enough to stab my back
Or pick me up again
So this is me
Drawing my sword
And racing into the un-known
All I need to do now
Is find my heading
And take that one step into whatever I choose
On my own.