in the end, I think none of us really are sane.
and that's what makes me insane.

Judging is about as pointless as a water-skiing budgerigar
Because all it does is bring people down
Turn once proud smiles into bitter sullen frowns
You never know the whole story
So why would you dismiss them, morning glory?

Take for example that homeless man out on the corner
He was a vet that served his country with pride and decorum
But when he got back home his job had been taken
By a young upstart who's boots were still shaking

His pride was shattered and his spirit was gone
So he had to move slowly along
All he could do was beg to survive
While so many people make comments and deride
My point here people is try your best to not judge another
Because you never know of that one day may be you sleeping under a bridge with no cover

He walks amongst you
Smiles at you
Yet trusts no one,
Not even himself;
How can he?

As a child, you hide under the covers
Safe.
But he tosses and turns to the rhythm of gunfire.
Dreaded dreams of fallen comrades,
Within his mind, he can never be
Safe.

Waking hours are no comfort
Wandering
Plagued by demoralizing daylight exposing the death,
Witnessed in his wake
He numbs his emotions instead of heartache
Wandering.

I walk among you
I try to smile
Yet I’m drowning, reliving that nightmare
I don’t even trust myself
How could I?