Playing my heart out has never felt enough,
Taking the beating,
For not taking the blame.
With my heart in my hands,
I'm striding up court,
Sweat pouring down on the surface,
Slippery yet I'm balanced in thoughts.
Playing my all out has never felt enough,
Until the point I was named,
Gracefully accepting a monument for my efforts,
And ultimately lifting it's weight.
With the sense of feeling there is no tomorrow,
With my destiny flashing overhead,
With feelings of this being a new beginning,
Its a life I look forward to.
Playing my heart out finally felt enough,
For the dream was kept alive,
However, the struggle continues,
Taking refuge in my mind.
Finally feeling I was rewarded,
For feelings I once reserved,
But playing my heart out kept me going,
To receive what I deserved.