Lost Battles

When vaunted affection concedes to a daunted will
Clouds of doubt creep in to your summer skies
Its your brain at the end of the day, not the heart
Resisting the temptation of fire; we aren't butterflies
Who doesn't want to walk the extra mile? I do
Who doesn't want to push and give it all?
But who will be there to pick up the pieces?
Once you get shattered, when and not if, you fall
Naivety is not a boon as Ignorance is not a bliss
An Ostrich with its head in sand always risks getting caught
Heed your head & not the heart for wars thrive in the bosom
And some battles you must give up, not every single one can be fought