An Warior

I am a warrior
but as Arthur and his Knights
I fight for a cause
Not only for freedom, though freedom can be
I have no sword or armor
Although I have my stuff for my battles
I never had enough of them
which sometimes causes my loses

I'm my own boss and my follower
I am the lone rider of my army
the solitary believer of my principles
But I can be a warrior, but I'm only human
be breathed with a life
Which turned to be a blessing and a curse
Although I explicitly force
My interiors are weak
my heart is broken
and my soul is fragile

I'm waving a white flag
But I can not understand
Arrows rain my world as my shield weakens
All I wanted was to succumb to oblivion

And tonight, as the tears fall on my face
let the sky cry with me
Let every cold that I feel inside
Make them understand things that fight for ..
Let the rain fall and wash away my tears
Let me know the existence of rainbows ...
Help me remember that I am a warrior
in this battlefield called life ...