7 days
7 days a week,
7 wars we go,
Not with fists or swords, you see,
But battles fought inside, you know.
Life's a war, so rough and tough,
We stumble,
we fall,
with open wounds.
But then we rise, with strength renewed,
From mistakes,
we learned,
our wisdom brewed.
These are the wars we fight alone,
A battlefield within,
our heart our throne.
Though time may quickly fly,
With every fall, we rise again and touch the sky.
© ͲᏀㅤJᴇғғʀɪɴㅤ☯︎
7 wars we go,
Not with fists or swords, you see,
But battles fought inside, you know.
Life's a war, so rough and tough,
We stumble,
we fall,
with open wounds.
But then we rise, with strength renewed,
From mistakes,
we learned,
our wisdom brewed.
These are the wars we fight alone,
A battlefield within,
our heart our throne.
Though time may quickly fly,
With every fall, we rise again and touch the sky.
© ͲᏀㅤJᴇғғʀɪɴㅤ☯︎