I'm so glad to be able to express myself
No more feeling numb ignoring how I feel
Everything feels true and real
Not worried about others have to help myself
So I could be more useful over feeling useless
No more being over looked but one of the 1st picked
Be when I need to be feel right and be alright with my role in the world
I've done lousy jobs but want to be able to things that have meaning that my heart wants
I give all my heart passion fire burning desires
The path so close but seems so far back on track keep going even if it doesn't feel right

Sit out under the trees in front of the house
The bench I sit feel the cold night breeze
The moonlight reflects casting light making shadows
Spiders drop from the tree branches
See the moon through the tree branches
Open patches through the leafs
Think about life reflect moments and store
The quiet tension sets the mood the smell of moist in the air
Feel the mood of the moon the quiet night
Fresh until you feel the bugs bite
Relax feel you could sleep in peace for the rest of the night
Thankful for the tree accepts me and let's me be

The troops are killed on the soils of Afghanistan
They are fighting the dreaded Taliban
The primary concern of the administration
Are the resources that lie beneath the Afghan nation

The troops can be killed there are more to spare
The administration really doesn't care
The oil and minerals are the ultimate prize
And for the fighting men there will be much demise