My Dreams…
 
In an instant my lifetime became a day.
As you brought down the symbol of greed.
Everyone wants me to say nice things,
and I can't.
I want to say, lets get revenge,
and I can't
Everyone wants me to say,
that all people from the middle east
are terrorists,
and I can't.
Everyone wants me to arm myself
just like my comrades,
and I can't.
Everyone wants peace,
and asks me to join some type of movement,
and I can't.
For you see, I can't see beyond
today, for tomorrow is not guaranteed.
For you see, I can't skate beyond my block.
for there may be a crack in it, and I may topple.
The front pages say “War”
and they want me to be patriotic,
and I can't .
You see I am a Vietnam vet,
I spent six honorable years for America.
Now all I have are dreams,
all I have are nightmares,
and I can't, I just can't, no I can't,
be like you…