Lost on the Court

Tears and sweat, 

They never seem to end, 

Balls pass far from my reach,

too much power than I can take. 

Skill sets that I don't have, 

Shaking my opponent’s hand, 

Leaving upset and embarrassed, 

wondering what more I could've done.

Matches keep resulting in losses,

Confidence goes lower, 

Until one day I look over to my father, 

who never missed any of my matches. 

A constant voice in my head,

that tells me to keep fighting.

I powerfully hit each shot and serve 

until I win every point there is. 

Hearing my team cheer for me, 

My confidence boosts, 

I tell myself to not give up,

it's senior year so give it all you got.