Fear is near, fear is here.
What do I do? Never go back there?
No, wait! I fell from the horse, I cannot loss, I will be the boss!
Straight back on the horse. Determination and stready coarse.
Back on the horse. I did not loss for I stayed on coarse.
Despite the fear and fall, I had to stand tall among all!
Fear no fall, fear no brawl.
I kept a steady coarse, and I dfid not loss!
Way to go, when you fall low, just never let go.