Sometimes I wonder why.
I wonder why I do what I do
and I wonder why I care.
I wonder how I've become who I am
and I wonder why it should matter.
I wonder why I care about some people
and I wonder why I can't let my feelings go.
I wonder why I'm quick to hate
and I wonder why I'm quick to befriend.
I wonder why I keep living,
I wonder why I keep fighting.
I wonder why I even bother with honor
and I wonder why I care about glory.
So many things I don't know, so many things not understood.
I am who I am because of what I do, and I do what I do because of who I am.
I hate because I befriend, and I befriend because I hate.
I fight because I live, and I live because I fight.
I wonder many things, so many still go unexplained,
but one thing I am sure of is that I am a fighter.
I fight for honor, I fight for glory.
I fight to live, I fight to fight some more.
I fight for my friends, I fight for my enemies.
I fight to be who I am, I fight to do what I do, and I fight because it matters.
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