try again

miss after miss those days you just can't hit you're not good enough you might as well quit lacking patience, losing all determination trying to make it to college a first generation with all odds stacked against leaning towards them underdogs believing they have the chance to win to come out on top is with a all dream but with some it's not always what it may seem is their life the moment they live for unsure if it's all worth the pain anymore fighting for something that seems so unreal everything off the court becoming harder to conceal especially on game days looking in the stands realizing you're the only one with no fans and the people on your team just want to see you fail so compressed with emotions unable to inhale why I keep picking up the ball I'll never understand its just this little voice inside always telling me to try again