I drew the paths that I should walk,&nbsp;&nbsp;
Through countless barriers on the way,&nbsp;&nbsp;
The ideas mine were not in vogue,&nbsp;&nbsp;
They were not ideas of the day.&nbsp;&nbsp;

‘Til now I have survived the fears,&nbsp;&nbsp;
Of loving friends who had in mind,&nbsp;&nbsp;
The wellness of my well being,&nbsp;&nbsp;
All their doubts were meant to be kind.&nbsp;&nbsp;

But I have walked the paths alone,&nbsp;&nbsp;
My final stop nearly arrived,&nbsp;&nbsp;
My alien ways have cost me dear,&nbsp;&nbsp;
For some loved ones have been deprived.