Why do i feel the way i do?
Why do i do it again?
Why want what you cant have?
Why ask for the pain?
Its the thrill of it all
that takes me there now.
Its the maybe I can
thats says someday some how.
Trodge on little soldier
The fight comes today.
move your weary feet.
Love come your way.
I may not be a poet but I do know what i feel!
mikey 6-2-07
