Not sure we don't know why
Ask us not a question
We are nothing pass us by
Treat us like a shadow
Look right through us we are clear
Forget and never love us
Walk away we are not here
Tumbleweeds unnoticed
Hands not made to ready hold
Rolling no direction
Lone wolves walk the bitter cold
Forget me nots set blooming
Push ye up a war torn vet
As 22 consider
The final lifes regret
-Hermit King-
