This loner is kicking
I cannot be helped
Aside from few loved ones
I just tend to myself

I just want to ride
Hang out on my own
Clicking off miles
Calling the road my home

Im growing calloused again
Listening to the call
What is right for me
Isn't right for all

Got to have some space
Some room to move around
Theres so much going on in this old head
I wont stop looking till it’s found

Sometimes I want to scream
Other times I want cry
Trying to work out what makes me happy
Hoping its before the day that I die

Some assume Im an outcast
Because I ride alone, my own way
Packing all my needs for a break
Starting my adventure that very day

Whether its in search of a view
A path or a trail
Maybe try to see a bird
With a yellowish tail

Dressed all in leather
With my gear and my boots
Taking a breather at the side of the road
In in my black bike suit

I've loaded my camera
And set out to see
What nature has given
The beauty of things

This Bad Ass Biker
Not saying a word
Enjoying the fun times had
Finding peace in myself listening to the birds

My love for adventure
To seek out & explore
Was rarely felt with others
So now I ride alone again once more

There is one love
Who I carry in my heart
The wind wipes away my tears
From the pain of being apart

I ride to numb my sadness
To ignore my hurt & sorrow
It's how I force myself to go on
Having faith for a better tomorrow

-Loopy-