When I was a baby lion, I did not know how to survive
I depended on you for that jungle to thrive
And I was confused when you ventured into the sunset
And I'm not sure if that was ever a regret
Because I ventured on my own, looking for a bone
Searching for you as I was your minor clone
And when I reached the hill tops for the view
That's when I knew, that our relation was through
So I decided that it was better to go in the other direction
And make my name a combo of fear and protection
I didn't need you, I was the perfect being on my own
Defend the lion kingdom and established my throne
I ventured the world in exaggerated amounts of luxury
And the jungle, yes they loved me
But when they all slept, I buried into my heart and wept
My image messy, and my actions unkept
All I wanted was for you to return
And not leave me in the burn
Of all the world, my life was twirled
And all I wanted was to be next to you curled
On My Own was featured in Art Block Zine Vol. 4, Issue 1 titled, Normal.
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