After I got so old
I found out I was suppose to have a soul
I wasn't even comfortable with my exterior
And for a while I was still feeling it was inferior
This was becoming to much
For the young mind to touch
So I thought I needed a crutch
Grabbed the bottle
Went full trottle
This is when I really started hearing this inner voice
Telling me that I had a choice
Who are you speaking to me so boldly
Are you holy
Didn't seem to get a response
At least not at once
As the years past
The answers came at last
Now I'm sitting here
Without all my young fear
My mind all clear
I and my soul friend
United until the end
-Bear