I’m different. I’v always been different. That’s not about to change anytime soon. I like myself the way I am. No, let me rephrase that… I love myself.



I keep things from the past

like a picture or sticky note of some sort,

to remind myself on a daily basis

how far I’ve come…..


I’ve been stepped on.

Pushed down. Called names.

But I didn’t let anything or anyone ¬†

keep me from reaching my goals in life,

and dreams that I long so lived for.

Instead I use the negativism being thrown my way

as an inspiration by turning it into 

something positive and worth my precious time.