Day 13 – Pain & Gain

I don’t go to the gym much, I feel like carrying the history of my people on my back
gives me enough of a workout.
I sweat, a lot, thanks to the fear of letting them down.
I know that if I fail, we fail.
I know that if they succeed then I must too.
I know no matter what I do, someone will always see me as black.
The variations are if they add in my single parent mother
or my low class background.

I like being alone
as their days I don’t have to be the black boy.

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