a sad thot

i woke up a sad man today... coz i thot abt my men, the men i have in my unit... i oredi hate it, but it juz came to my mind in the early mornin...

it's such a depressin thot i don't even wanna talk abt it... but it cant seem to get outta my head if i don't release it... maybe here can help...

i have men who are so dramatic... the wayang sense... everyday u see a wayang show... they drift around all day in fancy fervour, exposin others' deeds to u, seekin justice for their perpetual hard work, but never around to help... he polish ur boots, for 1 same thing - to become the apple of ur eye...

i have men equally dramatic... the literary sense... they seem nice enough... the heroes of a story; the good ppl... but time showed me they're bastards... they became villains... it's all an act... how faces can change so suddenly... empty vessels make the most noise... to avoid more work than others, he is willin to sacrifice his buddies...

i have men who make me question myself if it's worth it to be a Specialist... they came in, u saw em as ur responsibility, take em under ur wing, coz u see hope in em... all u do for em, u do for their good... then 1 day, he turns around n stabs u... biting the hand tt feeds u... n u can never find in his eyes again tt gratitude tt's supposed to be there...

i have men who take ur respect, chew it up, n spit it in the bin... u give em the respect, they never reciprocate... in their eyes ur juz the cold n unfeelin sergeant... hell, shouldn't it be the other way?! tiz is army for god's sake... it's regimental for men to respect commanders, n whether it goes the other way is of insignificance...

dramatic? please don't think tiz is fictitious or over-the-top... tiz is how real life can get... honestly... fiction mirrors reality... if not where do the ideas come from... exaggeration? sometimes, but i can say my experiences prove tt the difference aint alot... i think i can truly agree w the Bard tt "all the world's a stage"...