Rebel of the soul

People say I'm a rebel of the soul
I'm a leader at heart
But who will really follow me
When it's time for me to depart

Words with a serrated edge
Are cutting through my thoughts
I can't show you how I do what I do
Because instincts cannot be taught

Plus why should I teach you anything
When you left me to drown
When I tried to ask for help
It suddenly became a ghost town

What have you done for me
That should make me reconsider
Why should I help you
Now whose the highest bidder

"The world is a stage"
So just let me play my role
I guess you could call me
a rebel of the soul