I Am From
I am from frigid rinks,
from bruised knees and injuries.
I am from waking up before the sunrise
just to practice for a show.
I am from the losses.
The triumphs.
The very things that shaped me
into the competitor I am today.
I am from determination and hard work.
from my coaches and their experiences.
And my parents and their sacrifices.
And from not stopping until I reach my goals.
I am from “never give up” and “follow your dreams”
and 2 hour rides to practice.
I am from traveling across the country.
I am from my idols and my tough competitors.
I am from the bedazzled dresses,
and perfect makeup.
I am from tight headache inducing buns
sprinkled with dusts of glitter.
I am from the sparkling white smile
plastered on my face for 4 minutes straight.
Blue Gatorade and luna bars,
my pre-competition rituals,
before each performance.
I am from judges scores
on a single printed sheet of paper.
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