You act like your self and I will do the same,
Stay out of my business and out of my shame,
It does not concern you of my fame,
It is not you playing my life’s game,
This is of my interest and I am to tame,
Myself as I walk along this path of rain
 And to meditate and cope with this horrifyingly
back-stabbing pain,
That I feel so deeply and heavily in the very depths of my
soul,
These words appear heartless as if leaving a hole,
Inside the book of one's essence,
Forever burned in this chapter of this person's presence,
But continue forward, for no ones life shall ever be left in
vein,
Even though going through this will be diffucult, all will
make it to the end, of the path of pain.