you seem free;

can't help being a little jealous.

regardless,

i'm happy for you.

now,

i can focus on how to be truly happy myself.

it's a little late;

but i want you to know how proud i am when i first saw you in your uniform.
regardless whether you're a driver or an officer,
you're a soldier, a man, a part of the country; a protector.

every single time i see a man in uniform,
i 'swell up' thinking of you.
you've grown up, you endured hardship, you're a man.

i can't say how much handsome you look in your uniform.
i was brimming with pride when i was with you.

my boy is in the army.

i wanted to tell the world,
look, my boy is in the army.
i'm so proud of him.

i wished i could have sent you off to camp,
or went to see you when you came booked out.

i would have loved seeing you tired from enduring a day training,
your sweat and effort,
knowing you're doing it for your people,
i would have loved you for it.

even if it's too late,
regardless of what others think or say,
i'm proud of you.

so stand tall. you're serving your people.

i miss you smiling.
it's my fault i caused you sadness and pain.

finally i see you smile,
that's all that matters to me.