Feels like there is nothing for me here.
All the hard work I have put in is going unnoticed.
I just want to go home.
Forget my dreams, I have lost all hope.
The time I have put in has gone down the hole.
Growing up never felt so sad.
Realizing that not all dreams come true.
Don’t want to be looked on as a quitter.
Nor as someone who enjoys to lose,
but everything around me seems to be untrue.
I think of baseball and I see my life,
but I look around me and I see the cause of all my fights.
I think of people and I see my family and friends,
but I look around me and I see people that cause all the sorrow and pain.
I do not belong here yet I still remain.
Try to do things right yet I am in last place.
Why do I bother?
Why do I continue?
Is there something that I must do in a place that I seem to not exist.
Feel lost and so alone.
The people that comfort me are just a call away yet the presence of a hug is so far away.
My life now is so lonely.
No one to go home too to talk all the troubles away.
I once had a surrounding that was as perfect as can be.
Now I have surrounded myself with uncertainty.
With people that could care less.
A household that seems like a jail cell with no way out.
Nothing for me here is what I imagined it to be.
A baseball future that is nothing what it once seemed to be.
No bed to sleep in and a team that plays worse than little league.
What have I put myself into?
When I once had everything I would ever need.
A roof over my head and something to eat.
A place to sleep in and a car to move along.
Family and friends to hang out with and pass jokes along.
I guess you never know what you have until it is truly gone….
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