You got your fancy shoes,
You train privately, you’re coached luxuriously,
Privileges run back and forth,
I’m on waiting list for proving my merit since birth,
If I need to constantly prove my humanity,
I don’t think I am the one who is not human,

We’re all just kinda running the same race,
I gotta learn how to run barefoot in the snow,
Torn shoes or aching sizes i borrow,
No high hopes on how I feel about tomorrow,
Underserviced, is not undeserving.
It’s exactly why I will always work way harder than,
The overcrowds I get choked to believe I won’t fit in or belong to


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