I am confused, I have lost track.
I have to go and get some rest
And then rise in time for the test.
It's tough to fight, tougher to win
But to lose at times is no great sin.
It's when not winning causes less hurt
We scold ourselves, we must be curt.
We have to win, we shout and say
Or just slog on to see that day.
So, let's fight friends, for glory then
No more choosing the easy lane.
It's time to win, not lose again
Only then will we lose all this pain.