Food for Thought

More than a dozen years, playing any position.
During half time, pre-game, post game,
Middle of the night
Win lose or draw never quit
Now, it's like I wasn't even there, not even warming the bench.
Trash, blowing across the playing field
Is the game over?
Did it ever start?
The only yelling I hear is not the cheers
It's the jeers
Maybe it's time to find another game
Maybe it's time to leave