Forgetting Who I Am

I’m a professional athlete.. Most guys would die in order to ever have the chance to say that.. and i can.. it’s amazing to know that you are so good at what you do.. you’re considered to be a professional. 

I’m sorry if i sound like i’m a 12 year old kid talking about his new toy.. but thats how i feel. i feel like a kid again. i don’t know how many times in college i struggled to get to the feild.. i love basball. but in college it felt like a job.. and now that it is my job.. it feels like a game again.. i love every minute of it.. i can’t stop smiling on the field..

Thank you to all those who supported me.. all those who believed in me.. and all those who never left my side.. there aren’t many of you.. you know who you are.. and to you i sing a eternity of praises.. 

I am working on some new material.. so sorry if it is taking me forever to post new things.. i will post a bunch in one day.. very soon… i promise….

i’ve just been busy stapping on that dodger blue..

i promise i’ll get back to posting again soon.. but i just wanted to take this time to thank all those who believed in me.. and for those who didn’t… well…

Hey.. my name is Tycen PoVey.. i’m from ogden utah and you did a write up about me in college about two months back.. i’ve been meaning to thank you and have been very busy with the end of my college season… needless to say the good idea to thank your great words of encouragement continued to slip my mind.. and for that i’m sorry.

I played ball at northridge high and never got any credit for anything i did..  i also played 3 years of college baseball before anyone finally gave me some credit.. and that was you.. all those years of hard work get harder when no one cares what you’re doing. but when i woke up one morning and got a call from my parents about the article.. the last half of my season was much easier knowing i had fans at home willing to support me..

My whole life i’ve been told i’m not good enough to play baseball.. told i wasn’t ever going to make it.. girlfriends, friends, coach’s and even some family has told me to give up what i love the most..i’ve been pushed aside by teammates who told me to quit and get off the team. that same team never let me hang out with them and never cheered for me as i continued to have success on the feild.. it was hard being alone..  and if that isn’t hard enough.. i’ve been plagued with injuries since my senior year of high school. but overcoming everything people say, do and all my push backs with injuries.. i’m still playing..

being a college three time all american ment alot.. but peices of paper on a wall mean very little as the dust gathers on them… now i’m getting the chance to do something i’ve wanted to do since i was two.. play professional baseball

i was given the opportunity to sign as a free agent with the dodgers.. which of course you know would mean i would play for the ogden raptors.. this whole week i’ve been doing amazing as i’ve worked out with the team.. and tomorrow morning i find out if they will sign me… either way.. i have had an amazing experience just being out there and proving to everyone who doubted me that i can do it.. i hope i get the chance to play in front of a home crowd.. that would mean the world to me..  and if i do… i know i will have the support of the few who believed in me..

you being one of them…

so.. this letter is to you.. and for what it’s worth..  Thank you.. i bet you didn’t think that article would mean the world to me.. it does.. and always will..

thanks a ton..

Tycen PoVey..

I now take my turn

Standing here before you

I’ve never been know to walk your path

But never ment to ignore you

I’m sorry this lost soul 

Has turned out the way it did

I never ment to hurt you lord 

I’m just a lost kid

But can I ask you some questions?

You know i have some in my heart

Some things i have to know 

Before my sentance starts

You took my twin sisters

From my loving mothers grasp

They were given a body to live

But their breath didn’t last

Can I please see them lord?

I know nothing is what you owe me

But I love them just the same

They are always my family

And speaking of family

Are you going to strip me from them?

Cause of wrong choices i’ve made

Do i not deserve them?

Why was there so much suffering 

And so little joy?

Why’d you let me watch him kill himself?

I was just a little boy

That really messed with me

How fragile life can be

I didn’t have anyone to turn to 

I was only fifteen

So I searched for support

As I’d dig through relationships

Only to find  

What i’d call relation-shits 

Cram full

Of fake-ass   peo-ple

Act so perfect

While their under the steeple

But they can’t fool you 

You know they aren’t true

You can see right through

Just like i do

So I guess my last question 

Is what’s it going to take?

I know i’m not the best 

But you know i’m not fake

I’d never lie my way through the temple

I’d never disgrace that place

Like some people do 

With a smile on their face

I’d never deny you lord 

You know me and my desires

You know I couldn’t stand 

In a eternity of fire

You know i try to help others

Even more than myself

So I’m asking you now 

If there’s anyway you can help 

But please be merciful lord

I can’t spend eternity lonely

You know I love you

For I’ve bore that testimony

So this is my plea 

I hope you can feel me 

I know others will point fingers

But it’s me who is guilty