every day the clock ticks
every day the day i dread gets closer
the day that you're old enough
to join the army
its what you've always wanted
its what rips me up inside every day
every night i got to sleep
knowing
that day is one day closer
one day closer to you getting shot
one day closer to you loosing a limb
one day closer to you maybe dying
one day cloer to you crossing that boundray
you've played the games so much
you think that you know it all now
that you'll be the perfect soldier
but there are so many things
that game didn't show
you could die
there's no second life
there's no restart
what happens after you kill?
will you ever forget that person?
why did you have to kill them?
was it self-defense?
was it because it was an ambush?
or did your hand just slip?
i know that your doing a great service to you country
but forget about your contry just this one time
and think about us
you mother
she lost your father
in war as well
are you going to
put her through that again?
your siblings?
Me?
Your friends?
are you going to put us all through that again?
I know I can't make you stay
but i'll try nonetheless
