Me

By Anonymous

Heart beating, 
A sound heard within me
Sweat dripping down my face
I wipe it away with shaky hands
My feet carried me back and forth
Trying to shake away the fluttering in my stomach.
My head turns 
My feet slow.
I walk out lights shining
Floor gleaming,
My heart beats faster.
The crowd cheers 
Announcers yelling,
I look the net, the hoop, the backboard
And everything goes silent.
This is me, my passion
No noise is louder than that.

 

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