• The world is not set in stone.
    It moves. Shifts.
    Abandons those who cannot move on their own.

    I watch though, for the moment when I may stand and look to the clouds.
    I look for the second that I can agree to myself that the past is forgiven.
    I must protect myself.

    For a true soldier lives within.
    Something that died long ago, and refuses to let go.
    We live in a world where man loses the will to move on, and places his death onto himself.

    What happened to the days when we could fight for ourselves?
    What happened when we never backed down?
    Could fight, face forward, and stand our ground?

    The warrior lives on in me.
    I refuse to back to the whims of others.
    And I know the meaning of honor.

    I will not give up.
    I will not give in.
    Idealistic I may be, but I value my beliefs.

    And I will fight for them.
    Because I am that strong.
    I will never give in.

    The soul is old, this is true.
    But the old souls live in today,
    While the souls of today live in the future of tomorrow.

    Can you truly say you will fight as a warrior?
    I faced my scars.
    Face yours like the man you have become.