I always thought that softball
would get me through everything, but what does
it mean when softball becomes the source of your problems?
The thing that used to get you through everything, now
becomes the source of most of my problems.
Is there anything that I can do to stop this madness?
The worst day in my life was probably today.
I seriously think that our coach doesn't want us to win any
games and never wanted to coach in the first place.
Well usually when I have the worst day in my life softball
always brightens up my day, well now as every pitch
goes by and as the screams die down, I realized I fucked up.
Three balls and two stirkes, why swing?
Well I should've and realize there went the game, never have I
dissapointed my team and I wasn't about to start now.
The screams turn to tears and the smiles turn to frowns and
then the tears turn to boos and then the frowns turn to angry faces.
Never again would I be able to face my team again,
let alone my school. An embrassment I have become to the
entire county. Never again will I be the same.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.