Alone I stand, perched high on a hill looking down into the valley below.
Fenced in, with no room to move and no exit I feel alone.
Although reaching for the sky, alone I stand in this field with no shelter from the wind, rain and snow. The elements may batter me, but I refuse to fall. I refuse to succumb. Alone I will stand and I know that alone I will eventually fall.
I am alone.