I was in a rage wanted to live
to see my family and dreams
mercy was not ours to give
as “good” isn’t always as it seems

Yes I lived im a hero at last
I still cry for the dead
now their ghosts of my past
but I cant get it from my head

So I cant sleep im so tired
yesterday I cried for the dead
today im constantly wired
but I lived to finally wed

Sometimes I smile but im so sad inside
cause I see so much in eyes
that war is where part of me I hide
as all I see is darkness and lies