I'm not what everyone thinks I am.
I'm not the leader I should be.
The burden sometimes becomes so heavy I have a hard time holding it.
Everyove relies on me to get them through.
It's hard to fight when you know in the back of your mind.
That if you say one order wrong, it could mean the death of a brother.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm good enough to be the leader.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm the right one for the job.
But then I look around and realize.
Whithout me, where would my family be?.
So I guess I'm am the right one for the job.
But the burden of leadership is so heavy.
And the worry of losing a brother will always be there.
But the best I can do now is train hard and never stop.
Fight with all of my might and hope that we'll make it through the fight.
Without a dead brother on my mind.