The Lone Wolf

Howling at the moon at night.... always ready for a fight.... willing to destroy everything in sight, dishing out pain is my delight. Pretty crazy to hear, right? I am the wolf climbing the hill, I am the one who's out for the kill, the one wolf who never stays still.... and has concentrated power of will. I am that wolf climbing the treacherous hill. Who's to say I won't get what I want, or take what I need? Who's to say I don't have what it takes.... to be the best in the world, to be the one who succeeds? Who's to say I can't get things done? I work better when I'm the only one.... when I'm the lonely one.... I am the lone wolf.... I answer to no one, I defy, my howl is my war cry.... I scratch and I claw, acknowledging every flaw.... because I know deep down, someday I'll have my crown.... but until that day, stay out of my way. Who are you to come at me sideways? What right do you have, to throw your weight around with a wolf? Have you not heard that a wolf's bite is dangerously deadly? Have you not heard that I am always on the prowl? Be aware of when you hear my growl.... The wolf on the hill is never.... is never.... as hungry.... as the one climbing the hill. Look me in my eyes, and you'll realize.... I am that hungry wolf.... The best walks I've taken.... are the walks I've taken alone.... not being judged, not being bashed, not being criticized, and not being trashed.... So let me live my life, and let me live it in silence.... otherwise, you'll just end up, a victim in my words of violence. For I am the lone wolf, I walk alone.... So move out of my way.... as I climb this hill and claim my throne.