At first, I felt like a random on the floor, Lost in the echo of cheers and score. But then–one pass, one laugh, one call– And I wasn’t alone at all. The court became my place of calm, Where every serve settled my storm still. The ball beats like a heart in my hands, Each rally reminds me–I belong where I stand. Bump, breathe, believe, we say, Moving as one in the rush of play. And in that rhythm, I finally see, Volleyball isn't just a game– It's a home to me.