The complexities of me are there for all to see
The good, the bad — Its all me.
I’m a master at hiding it from the world
It’s the complexity of me.
You look at me and what do you see?
The tumultuous face of my disability.
The fantastic, the brave and the willing.
That is what it means to be me.
Fabulous, fantastic and terrific.
I want you all to see.
I have a deep love of everything good.
and I have feelings too that no one can fathom.
You can try to understand but its the complexities of me.
