I Want to Win

I wasn’t the strongest in my karate dojo.

Neither was I the fastest.

But there was always something about me.

It didn’t matter how many times or how hard they hit me.

I would always get back up and be

Ready to fight again.

I never gave up.

I cannot count how many times I’ve been kicked to the floor

I wanted to curl up in a ball on the ground.

I wanted to cry.

But I was always the last one standing.  

When I was still a beginner who didn’t know anything,

I fought in the dumbest

And most direct way.

No matter what happened,

I just kept attacking.

And kept attacking.

I fought all the way to the top for a higher belt.

I learned better techniques.

I gained more practical experience.

And I remained steadfast,

Because I want to win.

I can’t afford to spend my time on the ground.

In academics.

In extracurriculars.

Even in my  personal life.

I’m not afraid of the pain.

The blood, sweat, or tears.

I only want to be better than I am now.

I persist, I fight, and then I win.