I am confused and thoughtful
i wonder if i ever did the right thing to come to war
I hear millions of questions going through my head
I see no point on being i nthis war
I want to wake up from this nightmare
I am the one confused and thoughtful
I pretend to be brave and strong
I feel weak and w/o energy
I touch dead body's
I worry that am going to died some day
I cry if i mess up in this war.
I am confused and thoughful
I understand that war is a place to suffer
I say that theres no point on being in this stupid war
I dream that one day I could go see my family one day
I try to keep my gead up to be in war
I hope that i come out alive from this war
I am confused and thoughful...
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