Broken Bodies -

I started out on this war that I fight,

Homeless and hungry I walked through the night,

Wandered the streets with nowhere to go

And I walked through this life and I felt so alone,

People would tell me that I am so lost,

But I will never give up no matter the cost,

I will never throw down all of my cards

I will be victorious with all of my scars.

I fight this war, but I fight alone.

With broken bodies and broken bones.

I fight disaster, fire and brimstone.

With broken bodies and broken bones.

For so many years people questioned my fate,

They all wrote me off, said I was too late,

Staring up I saw the look in their eyes,

Nothing but hate, wore a smile as disguise,

Do you think I’ve forgotten where I came from?

Do you think I’ve forgotten when you called me a bum?

I will forget but I will not let go,

Until the end of time I just want you to know.