Lone Rider

You are the best of them, Lone Rider,
You fulfill your own life, dreams, time,
You are independent, Lone Rider,
With your walls of snow, pen and paper,
You can entertain enough,
With time to think,
You develop, Lone Rider,
Without distraction of the hustle and laze,
You produce, you improve, you prosper, Lone Rider,
I see you in the distance, but I am blinded by the silver,
Self-imposed solitude is my prescription, Lone Rider,
One-way tickets and unknown soil,
No more reinforced images of self,
Crashing against my new pilar from all sides,
Please allow me to spill into my own beautiful puddle, Lone Rider,
Uninfluenced,
Unmanicured,
Unknown,
No one understands, Lone Rider,
I barely do,
But I gravitate still,
Towards self discovery and reflection,
I envy you, Lone Rider,
You lonely, powerful woman,
I am inspired by you, Lone Rider,
I don’t want to be a cut cookie any more,
I yearn for the sky to be my perimeter,
And even still,
I will reluctantly draw outside the lines,
I love you, Lone Rider,
With all my heart and dreams,
And especially for your mirror into years,
I will be with you, Lone Rider,
After the snow melts and the flowers bloom,
I will escape to you, Lone Rider,
With a clear mind and body,
With old shoes but a new pair of lenses,
I will become you, Lone Rider,
And I am ever so excited to live and let be. 


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