I've Paid My Dues
Why do I feel like a prisoner in a place I fought so hard to keep free
I was willing to lay down my life and still it turns it's back on me
I've paid my dues with blood, sweat, and tears
I've swallowed my pride and faced my biggest fears
I'll never be the same, I'm forever wounded
I've overcome the worst odds, I should be dead
Is it right to start a life with such a huge debt
This country demands my life even though we only just met
I'm so young yet I've lived a life time of pain
Of course I'm a little crazy and insane
I see past the lies and false hope
But I keep holding on, no matter how slick the rope
I keep walking I don't care how steep the trail
I am a survivor, I will not fail
I will not die
I will not lose
I will not quit
You can take my wings but I'll still find a way to fly
By Bobby J Evans
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