I’m still smiling How is it possible? a wounded soldier marching trying my best to do right by everyone I am being pulled in every direction death and sickness scare me no more Who will miss me the most? Thinking to myself Trying to find rest Weary of life’s troubles Wanting to help others Hoping for better days ahead Have I lost my mind? We keep going like robots So much has gone wrong Where do we find strength? A world full of pain and suffering What is this life? (Now read