my heart pounds as i run downcourt
my hearts speeds as i plan to shoot
to watch the ball go thru the hoop
to watch the people cheer and scream
i wake up it was a dream
but when i am on a real court
i freeze unless i play w/ boyz
i cannot shoot
i cannot move
with boyz i play like a pro because i feel i have nothing to lose
but something to prove
that girls can play just as good
so when i score
i know that each point is worth so much more.

by Priscilla Garcia

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