Another Year Zero

You play chess. Against a blind man. But you only allowed to lose.

You play boxing. Against a dummy. But you only allowed to hit yourself.

You want to jump over the wall. But you only allowed to shut up and wait until the wall fall thorugh over you.

When you know every move will only be a blunder, when you know every punch will only hit yourself, when you know there's no one left on your side to support you jump the wall. When you're left alone to be blamed and unwanted.

Stop ashamed yourself. Throw that chessboard. Walk out the rink. Leave the wall. Wipe your eyes. Up your chin. Get your pride. Pack your world in a bag and go. Start another year zero.