Let's call this pre-movie. Before Ralph came along. I'm sure Van had her lower moments when the racers and King Cuckoo got to her - after all, a person can only take so much, let alone fifteen years, of being tormented on a daily basis before they either snap or drop into despair.
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Sometimes, it'd be easier
To just give in
Surrendering sounds breezier
Than trying to win
When the world's against you
And you can't seem to get up
No matter what you do
You just can't get the cup
But the trophy hardly matters
She just wanted to race
Yet, all her attempts shatter
She felt so out-of-place
But that's what they want
For her to just up and quit
They intimidate and daunt
Making her spark hard to stay lit
It wavers and grows dim
Still there, but quite weak
She wants to prove to them
That she's not so meek
But her self-esteem had been shaken
And her kart had been broken
Heavy blows were taken
No comforting words spoken