The Competition

When emotions are at their greatest high
And every drum beats with tremendous pride
Their eyes shine brighter than every star in the sky
As we retreat off the field as fast as the tide

Still up on my adrenaline rush
I feel the bronze heat
I see the crowd gush
It feels as though we can't be beat

High in the stands, muscles sore
We hear the cheers
We’ve settled the score
I feel the glory in my peers

This is who I'm meant to be
Determination is what fuels me
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Originally this was supposed to be written as a Shakespearean sonnet, but i wrote it a long while ago when i didn't quite understand the format so until i edit it its gonna be free-verse. Written in 2014.