The gloves

The gloves are on. This is my fight. I won't back down—no more clouds day. It's time to fight. I won't lose because losing is not on the card—only positive reform. No more native. I don't live there anymore. The time is now. I will fight to the end. This is my life. I control my life. You think you can win. You don't know what it is like to lose yourself. I stand tall. I promise myself that I won't let anyone strip me from my future. No more feeling bad about myself. Now it is time to fight for my life that you are trying to break. I am stronger now. My straight come within. I have to soul-search myself before I put the gloves on. You might knock me down. But I will bounce back more vital than ever. I will never stay down long. I am a fighter. That is what I do. You, mate, took my voice. You will never take my heart. My heart belongs to me. The only thing you took from me is my past. Because the future is mine, that is something you will never accept. I will fight for my freedom. You trap me with fear. But god set me free. He is watching over me. Put your hand up and fight. There is no time for a second guess. Time is not on my side. I won't be terminated. You will not win this fight. I called it with everythin