purpose of words

I've fought too long to be here
and now that I'm here
I'm all too spent
to do the things I've
been wanting to

There is something greater than happiness
Too many of us settle for contentment

Maybe this world's only got room
for a few lone warriors

The rest of us give those few lone warriors
purpose
a reason for being
a battle to be fought

I want to write
but I fear I will
betray my words
at every turn
But perhaps if a few
remain faithful
these words will serve
their purpose