Boxing Gloves

I sat in this room
I felt the warm evening breeze
Blowing through my window
As the dim light of the sun

My eyes looking at
Old picture that hanging on the wall
Take meback in time
15 years ago

At the time I was young
Live a life in the boxing ring
Undergoing many match
And I've met with a variety of opponents

Hard exercise that I learn
Forging my body and my soul
The tight competition
Will always occurs

Walking up the stairs
To the summit to challenge
The defending champion
And become a winner

Finally my time comes
It's my turn to reach destiny
To challenge the champion
Fighting in 12 rounds

But the reality's different
I was struck down on 11
I've been beaten down
My eyes were blur, I can't stand anymore

Still I could feel on my chin
The last blow has been dropped me
Still I could hear in my ears
Ten countdown that shouted at me

I open my dusty box
That has been long time since I save
AndI I take my old pair
Of boxing gloves

Then I putting in my hand
I felt like a shadow
From that time comes again
And shaking my heart

Remembering my defeat
And the thing that happened to me
I've got a brain injury
That requires me to stop

And the time that I was
Forced to surrender
Forgetting my dreams
And I should hang
My boxing gloves