At bat
I am
As my eyes close
I feel where I am
Why I am there
What I need to do
And where I want to send
Myself
And I will send myself far
Further outside the stands
Than those standing
to catch me
hoping to be the lucky one
The Lucky one
And I feel where I am
And I grip myself well enough
And
When opposition hurls itself at me
I greet it
I meet it
And send it on its way
And as I soar
And as high as I soar
It is forgotten
Whether how foul
Or caught down below
At bat
I close my eyes
And I am a hit
Because I am at bat
And the stands are reaching
For me