I'm always trying,
Just trying,
Dipping my finger in,
Or testing the waters.
I never go for it,
I never do.
I never take a spoon full,
Nor do I ever jump in.
Maybe because I'm scared,
I always think that it might happen again.
History may repeat itself,
The history I want to leave.
"What do you think of yourself, huh?
You think you can do whatever you want, right?"
"Ms. Indu, no, you're getting it all wrong!"
"Quiet! We don't need you. Get lost!"
"Ma'am, please, just listen to me! It's not what you think!"
"Oh so, my eyes lie, eh? Is that what you're saying?"
"Good Lord! Will you stop jumping into conclusions?!
You're crazy!"
"Oh, so now you think you're awesome enough to yell at your coach?!"
"I love table-tennis! Please, here is where I fit."
"I don't care. I saw what I saw, and I've heard it all too.
You make fun of your team mates,
You make fun of your coach.
Just 'cause you won inter-house,
I'm not keeping you for inter-school.
You're done"
"It was a game, I didn't mean it."
"So, Myassa is crying for no reason huh?
OUT."
And behind her, all of them sniggered.
I felt betrayed,
Abandoned
And so alone.
I didn't know where I belonged.
But I'm not going to try anymore, no.
I'm going to leap in,
I just care no more!
I'm not going to sit and do nothing!
No matter how many times I'm to fall,
I shall climb up over and over,
For I am no longer,
Just trying.
