being on your best behavior when a white woman attempts your own murder,
being solely responsible for a chance at justice,
then being responsible for teaching other white people about humanity, bravery, and decency
knowing full well they could kill you tomorrow.
asking politely through your outrage
knowing that too much volume will cost your life,
being forced to feign generosity as you are robbed of what you've earned, the gifts you've been given, and the beauty you've created.
It is being unwelcome in your own home.
exhaustion
the expectation of defeat
the will to wake each day and keep fighting, knowing that your oppressors possess not a fraction of your resilience.
It is knowing that they'll never set you free, but your heart will roar liberty before the day is done.