Nothing But Net

Sitting at home, stressed with everything in life

Don't know what to do anymore

Trying to stay happy with all my might 

Finally a thought pops in my brain

I'll just play basketball

That'll keep me from going insane

As I pick up the basketball, I feel chills

All alone in the gym

Don't have to worry about school or bills.

A smile appears as the ball swishes

Then I hear my mom call and my face drops

I have to go and do the dishes.


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