A girl flying through the air,
Strong hands gripping the bar -
My body twisting, jumping, leaping, falling.
Gymnastics is my life.
Soaring through the air like an eagle,
Twisting like a tornado -
Like a ballerina
The Olympics, my lifelong dream, is amazing;
Dreaming every night of what can become of me -
The circling world around me, blinding me.
Finishing this race would be remarkable -
Finding out who I really am,
Fighting through the pain.