
Left to right.......Tonight I ask for strength...why fight.
Caught in the middle with nowhere to run.....
Seeing no end......From the middle I come.
Treachery to witness to sit and stare at the calamity that surrounds me out there.
Caught in the middle without a chance to move.
Such a young age to have to anchor this mess...
Awaiting the end of it I watch life's clock....
I'm supposed to be the kid.......not the rock.
p.s It's alway's darkest before the dawn.