When you get picked for the first team, show up
Show up on time for the game and own it.
Own that term they so loudly whisper about you,
Oh you transformation child.
Embrace that gold shine of being a rare find,
Oh you token child.
Don't come late,
you the only ‘kind’ at the dinner party.
Oh, and please answer boldly,
you that speaks so well.
Do not get mad
Remember,
It
Is
Just
A
Game...
But if you must, get mad off sight.
In front of the puppet master,
Play your part child.
Play fair and play so well that they forget what they thought about 'your type'
Let them only see how good you are.
And if they please,
Let them keep believing 'your kind' is not that great and that you are the exception
You see, soon enough, they will have brought in enough 'tokens' to render that arcade game not play-worthy without this, 'your kind'
You have been picked child...
Go play.
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