It's a good mantra. Sometimes it's difficult for people to find themselves.
Took a trip to the future
Only to find
A stronger me
With a much tougher mind
Amidst the escarpment
Tattered and scorched
I saw that mankind
Had pillaged and torched
I learned enough about men
To make no ally
loyalty was my virtue
But only to I
I dished lots of mercy
But not for compassion
I made my own laws
And got satisfaction
I tried to reason
But it wasn't for goons
My revolvers worked better
As they blasted out tunes
I shot and I slashed
To avoid being prey
Dying ain't much
of a living I say
Then I came back to the now
No longer naive
Don't matter how I die
Only how I live
