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I try never to think of it

but...

sometimes i wonder if i crossed a line

sometimes i wonder if i will end up being a turn coat

my heart is rebellious

i wonder if im supposed to pick up the stone and throw it

if im supposed to write the words that give people hope

and sometimes

this small voice in my head

whispers

that i betrayed them all by taking this path

i want a better life, is that so wrong?

this feels right, but is it?

im worried that im the soldier who joins the wrong side

for the right reasons:

i want to protect my family

at what cost?

this is what the small voice wonders

if by choosing the badge to give my family a better life

ive turned my back on the world that needs my rage and my words

for now, i will duck my head and shoulder on

and try not to think about it

doubt means starvation, no family, and no peace.