My journey is my journey, how can you comprehend
That what becomes the truth for me is one I cannot lend
Or even simply give away, because it is of me,
It is of me, and me alone, not him, not her, not thee,
A private part of who I am and what I represent,
Impossible to understand from where your journey's sent.
Source: GoneAway into the Land
Contributed by: Jeffrey B. Allen