I remember yesteryear
when I was about to make that shot
when I was about to hear the crowd calling my name
when I was about to dunk that ball in the net
when I was about to sweat all those pain
but I FAILED
because of my injury at me ankle
It hurts me badly
It pulls all my confident
It tear me apart like a child crying when she lost her mom
I hate that feelings.
deep inside I still want to give my best shot
to struggle more
to do what I haven't done.
I need you. I need you badly.
raise me up, just raise me up.
ankle, please be nice,
I need you, seriously
to run and to do just everything,
be strong okay? I love you as much as I love my other organs.