For the Underdog

They said you’d never make it,

They laughed behind closed doors,

But you’ve walked through storms and shadows,

With your feet still firm on floors.

You’re the spark they never noticed,

The whisper in the wind,

A quiet, burning courage

That doesn’t break—it bends.

You’ve stumbled through the silence

Where no cheering crowd was heard,

But still you rose, unshaken,

Fueled by your every word.

They crowned the giants early,

Declared the race was done,

But they forgot the fire

Inside the long-shot run.

You’re the grit behind the glory,

The heart that beats unseen,

The soul that keeps on swinging

In a ring that’s rarely clean.

For every door that closed on you,

You built a brand-new key,

For every “no” that shook your bones,

You whispered, “Watch me see.”

You are the final chapter

In a book they thought was through—

The underdog, relentless,

And the hero—that is you.