The free throw line

I get a free shot

Don't miss, you've done this alot

A free shot at success

No one there to make you feel like you're less

My brain goes corrupt

I don't want to go bankrupt

Everyone's staring at me

I really have to pee

Take a deep breath

It's not as bad as death

I dribble twice

I'm gonna have to pay the price

I shoot the ball

I'm sorry to all

I missed

Now I'm pissed

But you know what

It wasn't that bad as I thought

Like alcohol on a small cut

It hurts, it's really hot

Stings at first

But then it's gone in a burst

At least I tried

I learned what not to do

Now I'll have more pride

You have to push yourself to do things that make you feel like poo

I'll get fouled some other time in the game

Having it all is kind of lame
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