Sometimes people want you to feel,
When all you want is to ignore.
Its what i'm good at
like the athlete that throws their body before the finish line.
Its a natural skill.
One that takes practice,
And at times can crack me under pressure.
Competing with others is never a worry.
This is a battle of my own.
I'm not sure if its a blessing or a curse.
As unlike the athlete, I am always assured to come first.
Yet every-time, losing in a devastating blow.