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No sports


Is it possible to sit here and right my wrongs or is it even more possible to learn right from the wrongs that i did ? Time seems to not wait on no man but I’ve yet to find out who I truly should be or become. Is it a process that should even be rushed ? Sometimes It seems like so. Been out of school for a year and some months an sooo far it seems like I’ve accomplished nothing. Better yet take out seem like because I didn’t. I have a goal but I have plenty of those, I just have so many defensive linemen stoping me from actually scoring. No sports. The moment I did score just one bucket it made me the happiest in the world but in seconds I saw the whole team come back an just tear my dreams apart , almost like my point scored wasn’t even relevant anymore. Faith was lost. No sports. I sat there an watched everyone look at me like what now? but I still sat there, because on the inside it was like your dreams are finally coming true but for it to disappear in the matter of seconds is just discouraging. Some would say that would motivate you to grind harder an get it back but some don’t understand to already have stuff taken from you an not being able to do anything about it. It’s a stage. You freeze.  (Not done , let me know if you want more.)

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