Youth
To be left alone on the tightrope of youthful unknowing is to experience the excruciating beauty of full freedom and the threat of eternal indecision.
Alone (Maya Angelou)
Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what i know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And i can hear the moan
'Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.