I walk the forest path alone,
energized in spirit. I bolster my strength, but I can't escape the cold. I run forward in the night hidden in the shadows of a starless sky. I am unable to fight this night alone, so I howl for help which never comes. They surround me now ten to one I'm a predator turned to prey . Wolves have spirit we are tough, so I got away, but scarred up.

I am no human, not to them. I'm not worth the fair chance.
Only too true I know, because no one ever stops them.

I am suppose to be human I truly am,I am a werewolf, but changing form only around them.

Someone; anyone, bring me the cure, I know I can prove to you my life has true worth.
Alas... not one person will so, I am stuck as a wolf howling at the moon.