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Kelsey Martinson


Volleyball


I was scared
To call mine
For fear of
Attention
I was scared
To dive
For fear of
Not getting it
I was scared
To approach
The ball set to me
For fear of
Missing it
I was scared
To take the chance
Of messing up
In fear of
Looking weak
And useless
But one day
I took that chance
I dove for that ball
And hit it up
I hit that set
Killed it
I called that ball
And owned it
Now I tune out
Those voices that say
I can't make it
That I'll mess it up
Because I'm sick
Of being scared

Submitted: Sunday, July 14, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 15, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem is for all of my coaches, who worked with me and pushed me to not be afraid. I didn't know it at the time, but they're the ones who not only made me stronger on the court, but they also gave me a stronger confidence outside the gym too.

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  • Rookie King Big Head (7/14/2013 1:10:00 PM)

    Not bad Kel, everyone strives to be the best, well when I say everyone
    I don't mean me, because I was born the best. As you will know I am
    the best poet in the world as well as been the best at everything else.
    So fear for me never came into it. But because of my modesty and shy
    nature not a lot of people know how fantastic I am.

    Your King. (Report) Reply

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