living in faith, yet succumbed to fear. as pressure mounts and expectations rises, cornered by the towering walls of familiar faces.
irony, even alliteration cannot emphasise further what seems to be tearing me inside out.
i'm sorry. i know i'm not as good as how i once was. so what if i got heart, i've got a shoulder joint that is out of place. i dont want to live under the shadows of the seniors. i am afraid to be the one to pull the team down. .
