The Comeback Kid

You wake up swinging, you’re used to this

They won’t leave you be

Their first shot is to your spirit

Their second to your degree

The doubters and the pessimists will try to knock you off your stride

Their third shot is to your patience

The fourth comes for your pride

The fifth and sixth shot you already knew were coming

They don’t care for your ambition; they only care if you’re succumbing-

From their jabs to their doubts and their negative vibes

You have to dodge all these advances and get back on your grind

Cynics want to see you flop

They itch to see you fail

But that seventh shot won’t land

Because you will prevail