Oh, that thing called Basketball.

I found myself looking down in distress. Gasping for air, as I try to fight back. I need to run or at least guard anyone from shooting. I couldn't focus like I used to. I wipe my face with my shirt's neckline

Have I really forgotten how to love you ? 

There was a time people me expected me to make a mistake and that mistake came that led me into injuries. Injuries that scared the hell out of me. Then I remember focusing on my academics instead of this game. But how do I bright back light to my glory days? Maybe I just need to be better.

Smarter not harder. Work hard.