Every day, my community makes me wake up. Not only wake up to a brand new day, but wake up to the sound of those who ran before me to fight for their true self. Every day, my community makes me run, it makes me run to the place many of them could not even begin to think of or even imagine. It seems like my community and I have become one, and we all want to be something, although that something has not revealed itself, but we keep grinding, we keep fighting, we keep hoping that it will set us free. Free from the systems and structures that were set here before I could even breathe. Systems that have led me here, to wake up, every day, put on my clothes and put on a face to face the world outside, where I represent my community and I.