Fighting - The Story of Lone Wolf

"Why people fight?" Doom asked on his post

My thought travels back to the young day
Indeed, I should say, I was a boy with anger and rage
(I think I needed anger management before)
Good thing I was in the class full of good students
But, I was often up for a fight for fun, fame, and attentions

Until that day..... my friend told me "don't go upstairs, someone wanna beat the shit out of you!!"
I said, "who the hell said that? let's go upstairs". So, we went upstairs

The guy in front of me had more suitable fighting body and he kept talking and can't stop shouting at me. He stroke right into my pride. All his talking, it was a true to everyone, but it was a false to me. Those words weren't right but no one believed me I fought and I lost. I got hit yet I was happy (talk about youth and stupidity...)

But, I was fighting for something valuable this time. Ironically, I had never done that before. All those times before, I fought for attention and I was just a small wolf trying to lead.

During the fight, something came to my mind.

Something that said, "forget it, I am tired of this, I just want to go down"

So I forgot about it and just went downstairs in the middle of the fight. People were wandering what happened. I didn't too understand what's happening. I admitted I lost.

Good friend told me that was when I've won against myself

And I have learnt that
fight for something you value the most
stand up when you know you are right
if there is no reason to fight, don't try to find one reason
walk away as a winner, don't worry about what they say.

Oh well, that's old story about my uncool fight where I got beaten into pulp. Hope it is a good story for you to digest. And lately, I figure out that diplomacy is somewhat better than using fists.