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When will this world understand,
to just take what life deals them.
Rather than trample on other people's dreams,
to get to theirs?

My eyes have been opened to one truth,
that people exist to help one another.
Even if helping just means giving a smile,
when you have none to give...

People tell me that I need to go places,
in order to make money to survive.
Why? I can stay right here,
and make more than enough...

They judge me for who I am not,
rather than who I am.
They look down at me from their perches,
not knowing that I am happy where I am...

I do not need money and fame,
I just need the things that others think are lame.
A wife and a family is all I ask for,
nothing less, nothing more...

People who are proud of me,
for who I am.
I serve the country in the forces,
because I feel that everyone should feel this way...

Why doesn't the world see?
Are they blind to the obvious truth?
Or do they want to continue down this path,
that will lead to our destruction,
the destruction of all dreams...

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I feel an emptiness inside,
when you are away.
A black hole,
that no life can escape...

I sit here by myself,
letting these tears create a road.
For I no longer have to hide them,
no need for the mask of strength...

You are no longer here,
no body lying here beside me.
I am left by myself once more,
at the mercy of these demons inside me...

I try to look like I am strong,
to appear that I cannot cry.
But inside I have already broken down,
at the sight of your back turning away in good-bye...