The Veteran who returned(Close friend of mine has come from Afghanistan)

im entering, into your thoughts, I seeking adrenalin.
Like a war veteran, and now i am remembering
i came back, left limbless By dropped bombs,
Some napalm, made me loose my left arm.
there weren’t enough rights, to settle wrongs.
Never looked upon, no place i belonged.
pride ripped off, like brim from brimstones.
my chest blackened, torn, bruised and scarred,
Souvenirs, marks, dark remnants from war,
All too avoid getting locked behind bars,
Ate dirt, but told to reach for the stars,
Army boots, extra-large, wearing camouflage,
Hidin behind the steel doors of armor-plated cars.
i didn’t die but saw the end of my friends lives,
Whats worse tho, that or getting cut up by knives,
I Had to send letters to quite a few moms n wives,
Never told, the reason that i strived to keep alive..

chrs

The veteran, i alone returned,
Came back, half dead, my whole soul was burned,
ill never forget wat i went through n learned,
The friends i lost, and the respect that i earned.

Boot camp,a boot up my ass, trained for hours,
Those who gave up r considered spineless cowards.
It was no problem, to shoot another man,
But it pissed me off i had to shoot on command
i would be strong, keep my head up and stand,
my eyes cyrin as I see friends hit the sand.
No matter wat they told me this war was cold,
I was recruited when I was 15 years old,
Inside i felt scared but out side i looked bold,
Seein people dyin just ate up my soul.
I came out alive but with a haunted past,
I still rap, leavin other rappers parallax.
Handling gats n macs, never fleein the scene.
But ye I guess its better than an m-16,
I saw things, that u wouldn’t see in ur dreams,
But im used to it now that ive seen the unseen.

chrs

The veteran, i alone returned,
Came back, half dead, soul was burned,
ill never forget wat i went through n learned,
The friends i lost, and the respect i earned.

I guess now, the truth comes to surface,
the truth why me and my dogs were so worthless,
the reason I was driven mentally insane,
the reason our lives were wasted in vein,
the reason fell like pawns in a chess game
The reason I look back with horror and shame.
Now I guess ur noticing, realizin wats real,
Realisin the reason I lost moral and will.
Im not a war veteran, returned after defeat,
No, im scarred veteran of the street.
a kid that lived good n then lost all his peeps,
Lost his soul, lost all his heat.
I was a kid wid ideas, that got himself in trouble,
Never dreamin i would end up kickin the rubble,
Me, Standin in the graveyard, wid a shovel.
I thought I would be the one wit the mastermind,
The one who looked forward and never fell behind.
But never, never the one whod be rememberin,
i never could have seen me, myself, as a veteran.

Chrs (x2)

The veteran, i alone returned,
Came back, half dead, soul was burned,
ill never forget wat i went through n learned,
The friends i lost, and the respect i earned