Color Guard

All I know is that I can't remember when it began I don't remember what drew me in But I can't forget what made me stay For the physical pain and the mental strain Was more than I could bear But the whoosh of the silks and the baps of the rifles In my hands were powerful The uniformity that made audiences delight The pleasure in a job well done The feeling when you walk off the field and know You made yourself proud The people I met now are more family than friends The encouragement I received and the life lessons I learned About perseverance Hard work Dedication Love Team work These things all over-powered the suffering And when I'm holding a flag or rifle in my hand I know this is exactly where I'm supposed to be Because this is what I love and this is what makes me feel good about myself My love for color guard