Soldier

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Can you see me —
Am I just a grain of sand,
Am I just a hollow-man
lost within your hand?

Can you hear me —
Do my words lose their embrace,
Do you understand their meaning,
Are they lost somewhere in place?

Do you know me —
Am I just the guy next door,
Did you wave upon my leaving,
Did you bid me nevermore?

Do you feel me —
Does my pain play solitaire,
Does your empathy confuse you,
Do you understand despair?

Entitle me
not with a crown or PHD,
I’m not a doctor or a king.
Entitle me,
just let me be me,
just let me be something.

I am just a soldier,
I am nothing more.
I am just a soldier
so alone at war.
I am just a soldier.

(I deserve a little more)