In a soldier's eyes life and death are one in the same yet ourselves we blame. We refuse to let the tears fall, too proud, we stand too tall. Every night we hear the screams and cries from a past we can't bring to light. Every damn day It's another fight, the one I fear the most is the battle with in. I try to follow the herd of cattle and sheep, yet I can never get enough sleep. Wake up putting on this fake face to be accepted in this place I once called home. Now I roam around hiding behind the tears of a clown.
Lost within and without, everyday living in doubt. In this pain, we scream and shout, even pray for you to stay yet there your body lays. Question my every move can’t help but feel the guilt, the pain now runs deep in my veins. Happiness keeps getting drained away due to all these damn deaths. Still feels as if you are here, on the other end of the phone telling me about your next big plain or you blasting the song I’m the man. Since you were taken way too soon I feel more and more insane, I just can’t understand any reason for the good to die young with a whole life ahead of them. All while assholes and jerks seem to live forever, this shit just fuels my anger.
America first is today's message yet we aren't much on assemblage. Now more than ever it seems our country has lost its heritage. People chatting in the streets even athletes getting attacked for practicing their free speech. Hell you can even get attacked because of what you eat. It's a sad time for our nation mostly because we can't trust the government administration. Somehow we are getting lost in this civilization and everyone has their thoughts to the reason. There's some who say it's due to socialism, capitalism and or even Fascism. Soon they'll start yelling absolutism. Until the day comes where we can come together there's no way we can become better.
They came from the sky as in my bed I lay awaken by lights and sounds. My eyes quick to open but what I see I'm uncertain. Strange creatures all around me. They not man or beast, either way I demanded to be released. When I spoke fear grew upon their face as in a phase of stroke. I was at that time provoked because the situation was unclear. Have I now been abducted? Why is everything so candid? A female creature says to me soon you'll be free. As the lights grew brighter I could no longer see my abductor. Then a loud sound broke over it all as from the sky I began to fall. Once again I awaken slightly shaken and confused. But to my amuse the alarm clock was ringing and all this time I was just dreaming.
There's always a hammer and a nail, those who succeed and those who fail. It's all about how you can handle the hell you’ve been through. Some are too scared to fall on their face while the ones who succeed greets the ground with brace. Life often gets called a race but to me it's more like fight. No matter what you're dodging a left or a right.