My friends no longer know me
Yet... my name has never changed
I am no longer the little girl who wants the companionship of the sheep
Wondering in flocks together mindlessly following the shepherd
Now don't be mistaken I am not a shepherd
No,I am but the hiding wolf waiting in the shadows of my lies
as my pride whispers in your ear
Whispers of the stories once told by trusted soldiers in armies built by bonds of circumstance and...