I am a middle hitter
I get all the blocks
I call for the ball so much
But I rarely get set
She didn't even call for it
Well no one could hear her over my deafening demand
She's a great person
But not on the court
This setter doesn't set to the hitter
The only hitter that gets kills
The only hitter that matters
And they ask why we lost
YOU ARE READING
A Series of Poems
PoetryThis is a book of the poems that I write. Trigger warning: these poems may include depression and mental health problems, also gory scenes. If any of this triggers you, please refrain from reading. Don't worry, I'm not depressed. I just like to w...
