I've been around the block more than a few times
My pain has found it's way into more than a few rhymes
But is this how life is supposed to be?
That's how it seems to me
I feel like a soldier in a foreign land
Trying to put my fear aside and become a man
But I think I was put in the battle before my time
So hard to tell my age under all this dirt and grime
So they don't believe the words on my tongue
When I state I'm too young
I've been on the front lines for 18 years
With all this fighting and shouting, nothing seems clear
I've taken some bullets before but they weren't all made of lead
Some were made of frozen crimson tears instead
Sometimes, I just want to go A.W.O.L.*
And run away from it all
Sometimes, I wish I was just K.I.A*
But I don't think I'm ready to just die away
Because I'm a soldier
And I need to maintain my composure
And realize there will be no closure
Until this battle has come to an end
When my life has been spent
And I'm receiving my 21-gun salute
Covered in an American flag that signals the end of my pursuit
Of happiness, and whether I find it or not
I'll find out along the way
And I'll give all I got
Until I just collapse one day
When I can't move a muscle
And I'm no longer able to hustle
Across this desert terrain
But I won't utter one word
I won't even complain
About the pain in my legs, my arms, and even my head
I won't reach out for the people who left me for dead
And though the blood in my eyes has dyed everything red
And it seems I can't go on any more
I'll make myself push on instead
Because this soldier is here to finish this thing to the end




Just in case anybody doesn't know...
*A.W.O.L. - Absent With Out Leave
*K.I.A. - Killed In Action
 
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