When I'm down and no one's around,
going down old a twisted Road.
A twisted course I must not go.
To complete the unknown.
I can't repeat unless have defeat.
To place my feet it's on the ground.
I just can't be around. I have to turn you down.
I need to Stand my Ground.
I'm not backing down, breaking down.
My feet are grounded down.
That abanded Road must stay abanded.
For a better self to see the sunset.
To reset myself,
to find myself again.
I must remain.
I may not be the same. But I got my game and I'm keeping my name.
© Wilson's Best