I live a simple life
No adventure for me
I live a simple life
No stress all carefree

He lives a wild life
Full of danger and doubt
He lives a wild life
Full of gun fire and shouts

I lived a simple life
And I died with regrets
He lived a wild life
And died a hero, a vet

We wait in line
We pretend to be brave
We start to climb
We dread the fall
We see the loop
We close our eyes
And then its over

Distant, Detached, Unfriendly, Unapproachable, Unsympathetic, Withdrawn, Antisocial....

I keep my distance for fear of being hurt by those I let my walls down for.

I am detached from worldly possessions because they cause pain when lost.

I am unfriendly due to my inability to smile through the bad times.

I am unapproachable to those with judging eyes.

I am unsympathetic to those that have their needs met.

I am withdrawn so that no one can see my past.

I am antisocial due to my observant nature

I am aloof

I am from anger and rage
From dawn until dusk
I am from sadness and sorrow
As if life weren't enough
I am from quarrels
Day after day
I am from them
And all of their pain

I am from watching
The schemes and the plans
Too young to understand
What was slightly out of hand

I am from sitting there
Unaware of this war
If that's not enough
Don't fret cause there's more

I am from court
knocking on my door
My parent's separation
At the mere age of four

As the sun eliminates the darkness, fear consumes me. The light of day brings forth all I have concealed. Without the night I am alone and vulnerable in a world that I do not understand. As the day drags on I hop from shadow to shadow trying desperately to avoid this strange world. As the sun reaches its peak I have nowhere left to hide. Whisper becomes my skin as the sun brings light onto a world that I had once belonged to. My shield to keep me safe from the world that nearly destroyed me. I am merely a puppet master in these times. Controlling Whisper by pulling strings above the waiting crowd. The few that look up may see me, but only one has ever watched the shows entirety, head tilted up. As the show goes on I lose my control over Whisper, distracted by the set of eyes on me. I am vulnerable and afraid.