I remember Vietnam

I remember going to Vietnam
The past forever gone.
The gun fire when I stepped off that plane,
The explosions in the deep jungle plain.

I remember the cries of the innocent,
The silence of the dead.
It seems to recent,
The it echoes through my head.

I remember hearing the Vietcong,
my heart started to pound.
When I got home, I stayed alone,
Checking behind the doors.

I remember coming home that year,
The voices in my head.
Some called me a killer
Some called me a vet.

I don't remember having a teenhood,
My memory seemed so vague.
I can only remember me going straight to manhood,
when I got off that plane.

Now I try to forget that war,
Staring up at the sky.
But I find myself in my car,
The memories coming back to my eye.

I still believe I'm back in Saigon,
The world I had was gone.
I don't remember anything from before,
Just vague memories of my buddies going to war.

Now I feel ashamed,
They say I'm going insane.
But in my mind,
I'm still back in time.