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Pressure is a Privilege

Kiki Pickett
Nov 1, 2025
1 min read

Can’t complain

When I constantly train

Many people wish they were in my shoes

And to be all over the news

They don’t know I’m struggling

From doing all this juggling

Doing what I love is hard

But I can’t let down my guard

I question if it’s worth it

And if I’m a perfect fit

I just have to have fun

Before it’s all done

Be grateful for where I am

Especially in this program

I’m not where I want to be

I need to find the missing key

Now it’s time to sweat

Because I’m not finished yet



By Kiki Pickett

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