Wednesday, September 1, 2010

I am poem

I am a unique blessed person
I wonder how many think the same
I hear the sound of everyones different voice
I see only three pole and one net
I want to make it all the way
I am a unique blessed person
I pretend like i have no surroundings i see nothing but my goals
I feel happy of this blessing
I touch the ground and pray to god
I worry of getting hurt
I cry thinking i cant play anymore
I am a unique blessed person
I understand gave this gift for a reason
I say i want to make it all the way
I dream of how it is being on top
I try my best everytime i am out there
I hope i make it professionally
I am a unique blessed person

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