Who would you have thought me be,
If I wasn't who I am?
I can only change so much
In one, short life-span.
They say that Rome wasn't built in a day
And I tend to agree,
For there are many obstacles
On the journey to be free.
I thought that you might walk with me,
But it was then I saw,
That all that you turned out to be
Was a mangy dog of war.