The life of basketball



Basketball is in my blood and bones

It breaks me down like sticks and stones

I put my heart,sweat, and tears

In which I succeeded all these years.

Free throws, layups, and 3 pointers

Before the season i get hurt

Practice,practice and no game

I guess i'll never earn the fame

As the greatest there will ever be

I guess its not meant for me

As the season will soon begin

I will not be getting in

As the season passes by

Basketball dreams become dim

The ones who doubted me

Weren't with me shooting in the gym



Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741