Free Verse

You push me to play-

no play is the wrong word.

You push me to win.

You want me to be something i'm not.

I can't live with the thought of going there,

everyday and standing derectaly in the line of fire.

The thought of standing on by that net,

with those girls breathing down my thoat.

Waiting for me to make a mistake do they can pounce.

No, it isn't 'playing'

the defonion of 'playing'

to occupy one's self with amusment.

No, you don't know the feeling,

of having your whole life mapped for you.

You don't know the feeling,

of being held in a shadow of expectations.

You don' know the feeling.

You cannot tell me you know what is best,

when you don't even care enough to remeber,

to remeber what I was so proud of YESTURDAY!

You can't even let me have one piece of your memory,

for something important to me.

You don't know the feeling so no, it isn't 'playing'

No