Fighting while I Miss You

Stand straight, stand tall, stand proud don't you dare give up. your strength, my strength... it is all we have back straight, feet together, now they are apart must be perfect we fight, we slay, we stand proud. we think, we feel oh wait, now we don't eyes on us tears when we leave tears when we come home i will try not to leave forever left, left, left, right, left march in a line pushups, situps, running reach your limits and go beyond sad thing is... coming home is not my decision my life is in the hands of someone, someone who hates us...