Sharing Myself

Things have gotten so far to come back.

I wish I could share my feelings with the world to understand better what I’m doing wrong.

How in the right state of mind can I ever stop putting my heart on paper when I know the form is the only thing that allows me to be me without judgment or resentment for what I speak.

I enjoy fighting because that’s the only thing they give me a piece of mine, somewhere I can remove everything that I hold in.

After all, no one Is listening, but this piece of paper is in front of me.

When I put tons of writing, I never think of fame or fortune; I can write.

I’ve always written because I’ve ever had something to say in the best way to express myself in actual words that I can put on paper.
When I begin writing, I just did it. People just came naturally to me, and I couldn’t see myself doing anything else but that writing.

Now that I’m older, I was hoping that my hand could help someone else and show them that just because I have a disability Does not mean I don’t have issues like everyone else. I have good relationships, bad relationships, and obstacles that most people don’t have to overcome.

Having a public play form to share some of my stories with people; would give people a better understanding that someone like me is just like them.

I don’t have many obstacles to overcome the many others don’t have to think twice about it because it becomes easy for them, and before plant planning to go anywhere, I have to plan to make sure that everything I need is going to be in place for when I need it.

A romantic relationship with someone has its ups and downs, just like any other person who is not physically challenged like me. One of the biggest questions I have to ask myself when I find myself in a relationship is this person here for me, or is it just a curiosity thing For that person. The question I have for myself does this person see me before you saw the chair.
I have to concern myself with this person here for me, or just out of pity Something many people don’t have to think about it. But, still, I didn’t because I have a disability that built up all these questions for everyone who comes into my life, and I plan to share my experience.

Ms. Butterfly Genesis


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