I don't know if I could go through,
what they went through,
during their time,
in war.

They fought to protect our freedom we enjoy today,
even if that meant they were on the front,
right in the line of fire,
where some died.

Why do many people not know what today is,
I find that rather disrespectful,
they fought for our future,
and we don't care.

What on earth is wrong with some young people today,
today is a day to remember what happened,
and what others did for us, this country,
when they had their own lives to live.

Many gave up chances to be husbands, fathers, and grandfathers,
they gave up their normal lives when they went to war,
and when they came back from war,
they didn't come back whole.

Just for anyone who truly cares about our Veterans,
please at anytime you see someone who served,
show them your appreciation and say,
"Thank you."

You chose your next path,
and no one knows where you went.
You could only imagine the wrath,
of the minds that are crooked and bent.

You're running to a place,
that you've been once before.
The sound of water fills the space,
it's a place you truly adore.

It is that waterfall from the start,
and you sit on the ground next to it, waiting.
The way the water falls pulls at your heart,
and it keeps you from fading.
...
No need for an ending when it's only the beginning...

*The End

Leaving backstage,
you take the last door.
You're escaping your cage,
that kept you chained to the floor.

You're running forever,
you don't plan on stopping.
Then in your hand there's a feather,
and it leaves you gawking.

That feather is white,
and an owl flies overhead.
The peace you feel is bright,
and yet you still imagine the dread.
...
Of the next choice you will make...

*To be continued

Curtains are down,
waiting to rise on your cue.
But you don't want,
your life to be a view.

All you have to do,
is say "rise."
But something is preventing you,
it must be your certain demise.

The curtains never rise,
you won't let them exploit your life.
The crowd can not surmise,
the reasons for your strife.
...
and you left them awed with wonder...

*To be continued

I can't believe,
that when I relax,
and just breathe,
that I am truly alive.
That there is one good thing
inside of me.

I can't believe,
I won't believe,
there is one good thing
inside of me.

I can't believe,
that when I dream,
and just sleep,
that I am actually okay.
That there is one good thing
inside of me.

I can't believe,
I won't believe,
there is one good thing
inside of me.

I can't believe,
that when i'm not afraid,
and I fight,
that I am too scared to lose.
I hope there is one good thing
inside of me.

I can't believe,
I won't believe,
there is one good thing
inside of me.

I can't believe,
that when my heart beats,
it's not concrete,
that it is a living thing.
Beating with the one good thing
inside of me.

I can believe,
I will believe,
there is one good thing
*inside of me.