The Wolf

I'm so cold, and I've been walking for so long,
But, I have to go on, I have to stay strong.
I'm far, far away from home, out in the wild,
It's very dangerous here, no place for a child.

I hear the howling of a wolf, and I see the moon cry,
While suddenly from behind I feel a breath, am I going to die?
When I turn my head, and look into it's eyes,
I see that it's crying, such an unexpected suprise.

I wonder why it's alone, and why it is crying,
Does nobody like him, or is he just dying?

So much sadness while no one is around,
While joy can everywhere be found.
Barely anyone will see, being blind to the fact,
Untill one day they are alone, not knowing how to react.
Being sad and thinking that all hope is gone,
While you can be happy and enjoyed, while being alone.

Just open your eyes and take a look around,
Take a look, while standing on this solid ground.
Feel the freedom, feel how happy you can be,
When being alone, you can do what you want, no one will see.

So did the wolf, but he didn't last for long,
because in order to survive on your own, you need to be strong.
The wolf was free, as free as a bird, as free as he could be,
but.. it was not what he wanted, his friends was what he wanted to see.