one week

Monday to Sunday,
for everyone whos truly giving it their all.

I used to think being an adult meant being free.
But in reality,
were free birds chasing schedules.

There are mistakes.
There are moments when we run out of breath.
Even so, we walk. We run. We rest.

This song
is an anthem for the version of you
that fights through every single day.

Alright, Im still alive.

Good job this week.