Saturday, May 15, 2010

"Round 1"



“Round 1”

The bell sounds
Round one has just begun
My body hits the ground
Many would say I'm too young
I struggle to my feet
Again I go down
I ache and am weak
Why wont I stay down
The beating is too much to take
I fall on my back
I should stay down for my sake
Logic seems to be something I lack
I look my opponent straight in his eyes
He's looking right back at me
What I see is a big surprise
How could this be
The person looking back at me
Is none other then me
How can I set myself free
This is not who I expected to see
I turn to the crowd
The place is never-ending
Not able to think the place is too loud
My time in the ring is pending
My parents are seated front row
My face battered and beat
I take the next blow
Get knocked off of my feet
Can’t they see I'm losing the fight
With no ability to raise my arm
I close my eyes to block out the light
Why hasn’t anyone sounded an alarm
I lay here all alone
The whole world against me
There’s no turning home
There’s no receiving sympathy
The person fighting me
Is none other then me
How do I set myself free
This is not how it’s supposed to be
I'll take this world head on
There’s nothing that can keep me down
I can hear them playing my song
It is time to shut this show down
I don’t care what he throws
I don’t give heed to who’s here to witness
I'll take any of the blows
I’m just about to end this
I can see my opponents lined right out the door
This fight is far from being fair
Yet I'll still knock everyone to the floor
Anyone can step in this ring I don’t care
I’m fighting anyone I've ever met
There’s nobody here that can beat me
Guy or girl I'm your best bet
How is it that I could never see
The only person who can beat me
Is none other than me
I’ve finally set myself free
Shows over nothing left to see

-Tyloy Huntsman

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