The best

Some of us strive

To be the very best

Pushing past our limits

To be separate from the rest

We know of no surrender

We can’t comprehend retreat

We understand you must be knocked down

To learn to get back on your feet

We get that pain is a prerequisite

The next level takes much more

With every bruise, with every blister

With every time you hit the floor

Your body grows a little stronger

Your skin grows back more tough

And the beast inside you awakens

To be good just isn’t enough

We dedicate both body and mind

Of ourselves, we’re so demanding

Because nothing compares to the feeling

Of being the only one left standing


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