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Maybe It’s My Own Fault. Maybe I Led You To Believe It Was Easy When It Wasn’t. Maybe I Made You Think My Highlights Started At The Free Throw Line, And Not In The Gym. Maybe I Made You Think That Every Shot I Took Was A Game Winner. That My Game Was Built On Flash, And Not Fire. Maybe It’s My Fault That You Didn’t See That Failure Gave Me Strength; That My Pain Was My Motivation. Maybe I Led You To Believe That Basketball Was A God Given Gift, And Not Something I Worked For Every Single Day Of My Life. Maybe I Destroyed The Game. Or Maybe You’re Just Making Excuses.

Look Me In The Eye. It’s Ok If You’re Scared. So Am I. But We Are Scared For Different Reasons. I Am Scared Of What I Won’t Become. And You Are Scared Of What I Could Become. Look At Me. I Won’t Let Myself End Where I Started. I Won’t Let Myself Finish Where I Began. I Know What Is Within Me, Even If You Can’t See It Yet. Look Me In The Eyes. I Have Something More Important Than Courage. I Have Patience. I Will Become What I Know I Am.

Because I Want Every Kid To Be Viewed As A Person Rather Than As A Member Of A Certain Race Does Not Mean That I'm Not Black Enough. . . . Do They Want Me To Be Positive Just For Black Kids And Negative For Everybody Else?

Sometimes A Winner Is Just A Dreamer Who Never Gave Up.