Halloweena Scarlet Ng
A Life Of A Basketball
Look at all these players,
they all looked the same.
They looked fierce and arrogant, because
my name was their game.
The whistle blew
and I was tossed,
the Captains hit me hard, and within seconds in a few,
I bounced back hard,
all of a sudden...'WHOSH! ', off I flew.
After the game, they all dashed away,
leaving me behind, severely injured.
My head numbs, and red spots were stick to my skin, dirtied,
though these phenomenon occur every single day.
Isolated, mistreated, and unwanted by the crowd,
have been a laughingstock in front ...