Swing left, the right!
Plan it out! Win the fight!
Concentrate! Look and feel!
Show off your pride and zeal.
Again, red blood is spilling.
But you along, are still willing.
Around you, people scream your name.
You've risen to a painful fame.
But if you slip and look away.
You'll lose, and you will have to pay.
The crowd that once cheered looks away.
You emulate a sad cliche.
You won fifty times, you were their hero.
Now you lost once, you became a zero.
But you will fight again tomorrow.
Once you get past your loss and sorrow.