My breath comes in sharp, hot pants
And sweat is rolling down the back of my shirt
It’s loud with shouts
And there are people all around me
And I’m running, running, running
But for once
Not running away
Not getting out
Not spiraling into “you don’t belong”
”You can’t be here”
”Just go home”
Running, instead, to the ball
Breath in pants because I’m the last one in
Sweating because I've been playing for so long
The shouts are for me
And the people are crowding to watch us play
And I smile
As the ball flies through the net
I’m still playing
I’m still here
I’m still in the game
And sweat is rolling down the back of my shirt
It’s loud with shouts
And there are people all around me
And I’m running, running, running
But for once
Not running away
Not getting out
Not spiraling into “you don’t belong”
”You can’t be here”
”Just go home”
Running, instead, to the ball
Breath in pants because I’m the last one in
Sweating because I've been playing for so long
The shouts are for me
And the people are crowding to watch us play
And I smile
As the ball flies through the net
I’m still playing
I’m still here
I’m still in the game
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