Waging and raging

What is this war we are fighting?
It makes no sense to me.
I rally my allies and I can't stop thinking.
Was it something I said that started this fighting?
Or was it simply an act of revolt?
Either way I don't understand it.

This won't be an easy fight.
The fighter in me is stronger than the girl you knew
Your underestimation won't silence my voice of defiance.
I will go without understanding to the death if I have to.
Civility will fade like your ghost from my bed
Leaving us nothing to do but fight.

I am starting to see the battle scars on my arms.
They bleed in a defiance of your sanctions.
My guns raised and set to fire at hidden enemies.
You hide behind the buildings of your presumed innocence.
All I can do is aim at the windows.
Hoping that my defenses are strong enough for the cross fire.

You aim to destroy what will never be again.
Your gun smoking as my heart feels the bullet
I turn to run, bleeding to be safe from your attack.
Shouting back at you "Is this where you wanted to end up?
Standing alone on a battlefield, gun in hand?
Tricking your self into believing in your cause?

"I hope it was worth it.
The price you paid to get rid of me.
I hope it was worth it
The bridges you have burned.
I hope it was worth it.
to never see me again."