ESPN CHICK (07-18-1989 / Arkansas)
As My Pen Bleeds
As my pen bleeds on this piece of paper
I sit and think of how the time stands still
It goes by so slow
Especially if your waiting on something or someone
As the pen keeps bleeding I wonder if I can get anywhere in life
I sit and think of all the opportunities I have
Theres only one problem with it who wants a girl in a sports world
I just wonder how long its gonna take for me to prove that I'm just as better as the guys
I know 10 times more than they do
In my world I know I can do it In another dimension I cant do it
I don't know what to do
It seems like I'm being selfish wanting to be in a sports world
But I'm just wanting to live my dream
A once in a life time deal
High school is really tough and they don't know that I'm a sports major
They would just laugh and go the other way
What is it about a girl like me wanting to be in sports
Doing something she absolutely loves more than anything in this world
As my pen keeps bleeding so am I on the inside
This life of mine really sucks
Seems like everyone is against me and hates me
What can a girl like me do?
I want this dream more than anyone will ever know.
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Especially if your waiting on something or someone
yes very true.
I know 10 times more than they do
this is also true from one girl to the next. but what can we say is 'we cant live with them but we cant live without them...lol. but really we just keep telling our selfs that its them that need us. lol. good job.
*Purkey Girl*
No your pen does not bleed! It in facts pours your heart and soul out and I wish it pours honey and nector!
brilliant poem and brilliant title..great stuff.. poetry is sports field with fair play and hooligans too in the stands...peace
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