The Fight of My Life

I step into the boxing ring and my opponent looks like Goliath  Her swings are harder than any blow I received from others  She throws a left hook of "you'll never be good enough" Then delivers a punch of "your not smart enough"  She continues to beat me down with her blows of tormenting words  Knocking the breath out of me taking my confidence  My legs feel weak from the constant chasing her around the ring  I've knocked out many opponents before, but this Goliath always comes back for more  Her tactics are never new but she has yet to be defeated  The bell rings  I realize, I've been fighting myself