The world is round and I can't speak
I've never been good at handling round things.

Let me school you about netball
My body never knew how to stop midmotion.
I knew to jump for my wild goals and dreams.
But never how to stop right in the nick of time
To not intimidate this man next to this quiet girl.

Tried Volleyball.Faithfully
A whole year
I never got it right,clench your fists to hit hard,open your palms for a low hit.
I was always too eager or too hesitant to take my shot
Smooth operation a grace I hope life will grant someday

You'd think basketball would be my fit
A weird girl but gutsy too
A day in and I quit
I couldn't be tricky
One look into my basket eyes and you're in my world

The world's still round
And I don't speak
Words move full circle and catch up with you
I'd rather keep them chasing...