Karate

by Snowdrift   Jun 10, 2006


When I'm in karate I'm free
when I walk into the room
or outside
or in the cabin
were ever it happens to be
I feel right at home
I let loose
and let everything go
I do the forms that they
they
the teachers
and peers I look up too
have showed me so well
i try hard
try to get better
maybe its hopeless
I'll never be good

I know

its okay

I don't mind

I still enjoy it so much anyway
this is my way to escape
my way to be me
this is what I do
no matter how I feel
and I leave feeling better
and as if I never left at all
where ever I am practicing
or competing
or talking
or related to the martial arts
becomes my temporary home
which always seems to welcome
me back
I need this
to escape
to be me

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