True Solitude

True Solitude Days disappear in never ending solitude No rest for the wicked the night calls me But I do not seek approval of the multitude A few choice things have I always perused Only ideals will be able to set my soul free Days disappear in never ending solitude A reckless course abandoned, now ensued No it's not a cry for help, not even a plea But I do not seek approval of the multitude Looking now the words seem somewhat rude Not the intention at all, but who will truly see Days disappear in never ending solitude Seeing my life now I have become quiet crude A very costly price for that brief feeling of glee But I do not seek approval of the multitude Truths that I seek, my actions also delude He believes in nothing they coldly decree Days disappear in never ending solitude But I do not seek approval of the multitude