it's decided.

it's decided.

the race's cancelled.
not the race.
our participation.

no advanced notice
just pooh.
three smses forwarded
and pooh.
for those of us who trained
for those of us who yearned
for those of us who hoped
for those of us who still had a dream
just pooh.

we're like puppets.
helpless.
one sms
and we can't train.
it's not up to us,
we can't help it.

no race, no training.

no caps with our names
no blisters on our hands.
no salt in our hair
no white spots on our arms.
no lunch after rowing
no grumbling after that.
no tough biceps to flaunt
no glove tan to show off.

and we can't do anything abt it.
they decided.

well, for those for wanted to race
and didnt train a shit,
u know wad?
i've got nothing to say to u.
look forward to race
when u stop halfway durin training
go kl on monday
and refuse to train on sunday.
i prob cant feel wad u can.

ive slacked
and prob i deserve half of this.

cheers to my teammates...
the last trainin couldve been our last.