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A pregnancy wanted ...
either child a blessing expected ...
each set of parents ...
waiting for the day ...
the little miracles come ...
there way ...
Yet ...
two different lives ...
will start this day ...
This is the way of the world ...
I hear the Lord say ...
This is the way it shall be ...
one child will be considered perfect ...
one child will have to fight to just be ...
one of these children is me ...
the other's seem to be ...
everyone else around me ...
Childhood praise vs. Childhood raised to hope to live to be praised alone ...
Sports Teams vs. I.V.'s and hospital stays longer than just days ...
Kindergarten vs. Living longer than ever expected to be
Is this child really me ...
Being teased for glasses, braces, and pimple faces vs. being teased for only being me ...
is that really the retard they see ...
no that is not me ...
my heart might be frail ...
but I'll never fail ...
as I continue to be ...
who I was meant to ...
you see ...
I can't say sorry for not being you ...
cause this is what the Lord ...
thought I should do ...
sometimes I'm sorry ...
you actually don't think like me ...
High School Days vs. Is this the day ... that life will leave me
Graduation with honors vs. Graduation with honors ...
I told you they wouldn't hold me back ... see ...
my GPA stayed strong ...
I knew all along ...
in school ... it was them vs. me ...
and I would rather be ...
smart ...
cause it didn't seem cool ...
was a thing I was destined to be ...
A grown woman now ... I look back and I don't frown ...
at all those who teased or hurt me ...
some have grown to have a handicapped child ...
or have a child who might even have an LD ...
I smile ...
because I know ...
the Lord realized ...
they needed a true dose of someone like me ...
in their life ...
oh the trouble and strife ...
their soul might feel because of what has been done to me ...
even though it hurts ...
it pains me more ...
to know someone else's child ...
could hurt like me ...
So I want to speak out ...
and I want to shout ...
don't tease people like me ...
I would love for you to get to know ...
the true flow ...
of the soul ...
that lives in one ...
like me ...
oh the beauty ...
and simplicity ...
of all the things ...
we see ...
I realize now ... as I walk in a bar ...
and see the people I saw before ...
but until now ...
they didn't really see me ...
and while I love hearing my name ...
it sounds so vain ...
to be one of them ...
you see ...
I'm now part of the "crew" ...
that I used to want to be ...
isn't it funny ...
how life works out ...
the more loyal you are ...
the more you stand out ...
and the less ...
your scars ...
they see ...
when you face becomes pretty ...
and start to really glow with age, wisdom, and glee ...
you are finally who you are suppose to be ...
and realizing ...
the truth ...
lies in people like you ...
on how you are suppose to be ...
Observe the world ...
and still let the world observe thee ...
Let yourself fall ...
yet always stand tall ...
and discover who are you meant to be ...
I know I'm suppose to scream and shout ...
and help children fit in ...
and not be out ...
of where they are suppose to be ...
hopefully ...
in writing ...
someone will see ...
that this is where I'm meant to be ...
I will keep writing ...
and fighting ...
for everyone born ...
like me ...
*This goes out to anyone affected/effected by a disability ... and this included everyone surrounded with support as well!*
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