You grow stronger with every battle, win or lose.

Your skin grows darker, tougher

                                               The wind’s beating taking toll on you

You grow up though it seems more like you’re filling in

                                                              All the empty spaces

You learn what you don’t know

                                                What you do know

                                                            And what you wish you didn’t know

And all these days flash before your eyes

                                               Second long impressions of

                                                                                   People’s faces

                                                                 Moments you wish lasted years

And the ones you pretend never happened

                                                            Nothing’s changed

                                                                        Still the same old people

Minus a few

                                               And you’re not necessarily friends

But you’re not enemies either

                                   There’s heartbreak and pain

                                                    A disillusioned grace to your happiness

But you carry on

                       A weathered soldier in a war

But you carry on

                       A wilted spirit in a trench coat

But you carry on

                       A wight lost in the fray

You carry on