Human struggle - written when I was a single man

No womans hand will warm my own

And I need no other voice, to tell me I can

I'll find no comfort in the confusion of another persons soul

I have enough problems within my own

I feel no obligation to try and break this human mold

For this is how I am

I just somehow wish that I could stop expecting others

To create the value in me

Which would permit me to get old without regrets

This most definitely, is a terrible venture in which to invest