Time moved on and people changed, because of which I’m now estranged. Life moves on and passes by, and here I stand asking why. People come and people go, so why do I seem to move so slow? Nothing ever stays the same, for which I am not to blame. But to my heart I do stay true, and will not change for even you. I am myself, and ever I’ll be. I am not what you make of me. And people care for what they see, and hope that’s what it is I’ll be. So in the end I’ll be alone, but this fate I won’t bemoan Of my fate I am quite stoic, to change myself I am so phobic. I will not bastardize who I am, I’m not a sheep nor a lamb. So I stand true despite the sting, because a man is his own king. So time moves on and people pass me by, but I will not tear, I will not cry. Life moves on and things will change,But I won't allow my soul to derange.