Every day, a battle we have fought
In a battlefield, we have thought
Things that we regret
And surely will never forget
At times, we have fall
And every time we stand tall
Learned in the hardest way
From wounds that we didn't pray
Put your head up, and keep the fight
We can kneel, but keep them tight
Raise your hands up, and shout aloud
Tomorrow you wake up and stand proud
Look up the sky to face another battle
In a field of life, we can never be baffle
Shout aloud, and cry harder
Let the teardrops be your reward as a winner
Everyday we face different struggles in life, every day we cry tears for different reasons, some for success and most because of sorrow. Every morning is a start of a round, every moment is a battlefield, wherein we don't have a choice but to face and fight. We will win and we will lose, but it's a fight that we choose. No matter what happened, take it as a learning, and tomorrow in another round for us to have a chance of winning.
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