Downtrodden and in need...never good enough...
In the ring with oneself goes;

Right palm to the forehead,
Left palm to the temple,
Forehead back and forth against the wall,
Objects thrown about,
Fist against the table,
and voice raised to the heavens in angst!

Melancholy and in need...destitute of confidence, insufficient...
The fight must go forth, distinct from before as so;

*Knees on the ground,
Sight set on the heavenly,
and voice raised in despair!