It is only when you lay down in the dark and your head is on your pillow that your sorrows grasp your heart when your life is in a frenzy and you yourself know that your fixing to fall the world is getting cold and even though you have people by your-side you still feel incomplete it's the sick feeling when your trying to hold your tears inside you laying here contemplating your last move there ain't but one shot you Michael and Magic in one game called life you shoot and fade away and you try to aim high for what could possibly be your biggest break and win a champion ring or this could be a brick shot you never know unless you throw the ball and play the game team after team phase after every frame and out the corner of your eye the one person you would just walk away and be happy with aren't even happy with their self looking for love in another world and all you can still ask yourself is have you passed or failed this maybe too deep but hell only time will tell what the hell