Ordinary
We fight each and everyday
not to be ordinary
But think about all the
disabled kids who get
surgical enhancements
just so they can hear,feel
and see the things we do.
Were so stuck on getting
the perfect noes and
wearing the best clothes.
Being ordinary to us clearly
blows.
But lets ask a deaf person or blind
which life they would have chosen.
I know if the shoe could successfully
fit any of their toes ordinary
would be like winning the lotto.
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2008
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