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Try outs
Working hard for hours, with no end in sight
 Because if you want to be the best, you have to give it all you got
 Dreading the day, that you will be tested
 And will I make it, or will I fail in the end
  Expectations, fear of failing 
 People that have no hope for you 
 You know that you’re better than that, they’ve seen you before
 But this is the true test right here, right now
 Pressure is mounting, hands are sweaty
 Next, is screamed loudly
 Millions of things, are rushing through my mind
 Just how they showed me, just how I’ve practiced for months
 I get set, and there it 
 A hard crack that’s sure to bounce, but I’ve seen better and I got to it cleanly 
 One swift motion, but there was better
 It wasn’t anything to make them say wow, or were did he come for 
 Just plain and simple but, solid and sure
 Time passes, we talk we laugh
 Yours was good, but his was better
 I messed up completely, but at least I didn’t fall
 Then again came the words, Next
 That sends that feeling down your back, don’t mess up
 Don’t fall on your face, your dad’s right over there
 I had to do something good or, I would have no shot
 After they had just gone, I would have to perfect
 Put on a show, make them say wow and where did he come from
 Here it comes, hard way in front of me
 I run at an angle, so I can cut it off
 And just guess what happens, I trip and fall
 But I’ve played long, and you don’t give up
 So get up and finish, what I have started
 Its ok Johnny, you’ll get it next time
 Your 13, and we’re 15
 But it didn’t matter, I knew I had lost 
 I failed, and I had done it the worst possible way
 I had one more shot, but I knew it wouldn’t matter
 So I did this one for pride, and I did just that
 The feeling I had, after the throw
 Even though I lost it, I had kept my word 
 I had one last good one, before the disappointment came over me
 I was the youngest there, but it didn’t matter
 That kid had my spot, and he didn’t deserve it
 They said that they, would rather have me  
 That’s just because, they didn’t like him
 You cant give up on your dream, no matter what happens

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