Maybe I’m the sacrifice of my family
Living the consequences of lives I don’t even know the names of
Maybe I really am here to look back and be appalled
Then look around and be appalled
Maybe
Maybe even in all the failures of my ancestors
Me being here is special
Maybe I’m here to be the person they never were
Who they couldn’t be
Cursed DNA asside
I’m definitely not the worst person on the planet
No matter what my brain thinks
I’m more aware of everything than anyone in my past was
Whatever racism it was that kept my lineage Celtic and Anglo-Saxon
With that wee bit of Norse in there for good measure
White as hell
And actually aware of it
I hope I’m doing a good enough job, just being as best I can
Trying
I hope that trying matters even though I was told there’s no such thing as trying
There is only fail and succeed
Which means I’m constantly failing
But then I’d be like who would tell a kid that?
If it was anyone else
I wish I knew that right words
The words to make everything better
Ah well
If there’s a word for it in Japanese
It must mean something
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