For the whole week
I was waiting for this day
Thanks God It's Friday.
The week was hard fought,
But it was easier than I thought.
It's always the same,
Fighting hard never tires me.
It's sitting idle that scares me.
It's all in mind,
Clear sky or dark night.
What one needs is a will to fight.
Frightened, I sit frozen,
Fighting, I stand tall.
It's not the fall that matters.
What matters is the fight,
To stand for what you believe is right.
For the whole week
I was waiting for this day
Thanks God It's Friday.
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