Stepped into the wrong direction
Fear all through me in indication
I don’t want to be any animal’s prey
My mind says just pray
I feel alone
I am surrounded by nothing but forest
It’s trees upon trees
I don’t feel at ease
I could be pounced by any fierce animal in a second
But not I am on caution in beckoned
The forest environment says be prepared
I guess the animals are thinking welcome to my laird
There’s no time to declare
But I do need get out of here
But I am truly scared
This is forest is beyond compared
But the darkened make my vision impaired
Yet I am wide open in the wilderness
I have no accord being a witness
I am my own accord
There’s no water being a fount
I must keep moving about
This is a bout
There’s no way I can work this out
The wilderness is my journey
This is certainly not funny
The wilderness is, and here I am