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The Life I Choose to Lead


They see, but they don't know. They hear, but they do not understand. Every day we stand guard. We sit, we watch, we wait To be called into action. But we take the role of a servant Preferring the slow days. This, however, is not so with me. I hope, I pray, I dream of the day When I will operate only on knowledge and adrenaline The day that will change everything. But for now, I must wait And hope nothing happens to them. For they are my friends. Without them, I have nothing. With them, I have everything. It's better if they don't know or understand.
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