I swore that I would, if only I could
change my life completely around.
From many time of trying, I’m now used to the dying
when you tell me my mind is not sound.
I look in your face, vainly search for a trace
that makes me want to believe.
I’ve heard it before, and I’ve come to abhor
your labels designed to deceive.
Your smiles are crooked, and your postures do show it
there’s something amiss in our sharing.
Thinking you know, I’m not status quo
without ability for the Daring.
My abilities – yes different, my mind – most competent
seeking out dreams – just like you.
I certainly can’t, and most definitely won’t
humble myself for you.
Disabled you call me, Unable you see me
Yet, I don’t fit your profile.
I make no transgression, I work at discretion –
your feigned ignorance reviled.
Scandalous at times, most shameful, poisoned minds
your integrity completely lost.
Stolen power is yours knowing patience wears,
at attempts to create trust.
Challenges – indeed, I still look to succeed
not discouraged from daily falling.
Strength I am gaining, gathering, sustaining
towards living my personal calling.
Chasing My Dream, Life begins to redeem
and is giving me freedom to live.
I refuse to give up, I’ll keep getting up
I refuse to be held in captive.
I pass now to you, a chance to renew
your desired belief in another.
I willingly stand, to help you understand
we are, after all, here for each other.