Tough and soft

With boldness I stood, my fist tightly clenched, Ready for a fight, eyes are engulfed with blood filled veins, ready for an attack, so is my approach to every life issues, facing alot of difficulties, yet I'm determined to never give up, but to up my game, afraid to lose, my finger twiches, yet I maintain my bold stand, I wanna cry, yet I mustnt give up, so I wont be termed a loser, no one sees my soft side, no one!, I cant afford to be labelled weak, so overwhelmed,afraid and yet I stood still, then finally I realize,it's neva about the situation, it was all in me, the weakness,the strength, so I put off my tension, and flow along with life, with a mix of action and relaxation, I succeeded in my last attempt, uhm nothing is as great, as winning when you thought all is gone.