This life is unfair
I am a child.
I am a child soldier that is only 11 years old.
I am too young for this.
I wish I had a choice.
It's so hard here.
They threaten me.
They beat me.
I must do everything that they say.
Is it even worth it?
Is the stress and pain worth the pain?
The physical labor,
All the blood, sweat and tears.
Why am I being put through this?
What did I do to deserve it?
I was stripped of my happiness.
I was stripped of my freedom.
I don't even get to see my family anymore.
They took everything but my life.
And at this point, they might as well take that.
This life is depressing.
This life is meaningless.
I'm being forced to fight for my country.
But what am I getting back?
What I'm getting back is scars on my back,
From many painful experiences of being whipped.
Isn't someone that is fighting for freedom
have some freedom for themselves?
This life is meaningless, this life is unfair.
Heaven to Hell
I have a wonderful life.
I'm young and healthy.
I have a wonderful, loving family.
My mother takes good care of me.
My father works hard to keep the house up.
There's always food provided.
My sisters and I play in the yard.
I can have fun.
I have freedom.
I will never take this feeling for granted.
There's supposed to be a draft.
A draft into war.
I'm scared for my dad.
I don't want to lose him.
I'm not ready for our family to fall apart.
Everything was so well.
This will tear me apart.
There was a knock at the door.
It was a big, muscular man.
He said both me and my father are going to war.
I don't know what's going to happen.
I'm being trained.
This life is not for me.
I can't do this for much longer.
If I don't do something I get whipped.
It's so bad that I'm starting to get used to the pain.
I've already witnessed over 5 people die.
Am I next?
The stress is making me numb.
Yesterday was the worst day of my life.
The day my son died.
He was in war.
There were too many of the enemy.
He attempted to retreat.
His commander told him to stay,
but he didn't, he continued to retreat.
The commander shot him.
The bullet went straight through his abdomen.
The people in this country are ruthless.