The deafening pounding from the heavy guns,
the sloshing of mud under foot,
the call of the sergeant to standby,
the whistle that blows a signal to us,
and the roar of a million men shouting

The abused man walks away from the laughter.
Unfortunately he continues to be chased after.
He tries so hard to keep his head high.
Even though he is broken inside.

The man who is abusive to weaklings is praised for his actions
The man who stands by and watches wishes he can do something
the man who is supportive to the abuser is hailed as a good friend
the man who is being abused can do nothing for fear of retaliation

As I sit under the willow tree, I yearn for your heart and you next to me.
I see you walking in the hall, talking to your friends. Even though I know that we won't be together in the end.
As I sit in my room, thinking about you. I sincerely know that our love will be true.
I would tell you you're beautiful everyday, when you're so pretty I have nothing to say.
you are the love of my life, a diamond in the rough. Loving you normally just isn't enough