I want to paint the most beautiful picture. Leave it for my sister. Climb up some high point and tell the world how much she means to me.
My sister is kind, had you from hello. She shines. Wouldn’t believe how many people she’s helped.
If I left anything out she put everything in. This is for My Sister.
At this place in my head everything done life running smoothly, heart decided, why did you choose me. There’s only room for one at this fork in the road.
At this place
Where I’ve been, I know not many have gone.
I faced adults when I was only a kid.
I let anger work it’s way inside me when I should have just RESPECTED the person next to me.
I LOVED when I should of been angry with the person behind me.
I endured weather that would force common folk inside for shelter.
I competed with my very own brothers.
I lied about my life to women who only cared about who I was to them.
The leaders I followed screamed to hurry up when there’s infinite time in the universe.
I watched few break, and believe not one did.
I left my family to defend and support themselves.
Where I’ve been I know not many have gone.
This is in honor of all who wear the uniform
Delta Company 210
We are incomplete if our heart says.
I don’t have any answers if your deciding on who can be totally honest…if my heart was complete I’d have more answers. When someone says broken hearted I think about how could they know.
We meet as strangers and think we can tell if someone is honest. It should be about that, but other things come up. Dating and courting have fallen into a mix, the fun is drying and the hearts have too many incompletes. I’m around rolling.
Calming down for the day, I’m thinking of a zoo, how the animals are given food, shelter and a mate. Life is handed to them. Would humans be less inclined to roar if we had it handed to us?
Your the one and I didn’t tell you, but I was married two times, today is not the right day but its not the honeymoon.