The Climb

as i climb my lifes mt   never stop tryin  . To reach for the next  ledge to hold   all i will say. I will be   proveing the non beleavers who doubted me and my ways.   but i smile with glee going crazy luaughing in side me.  As they gaze at me  proveing my amazing abilities   but being 1 with the  lable disabled  but yet i prove thats not me im refuseing it to be held back .  but yes tables were turn from before to now my ways and all .as i thought  I've fallen for the last.   But  i kep t lifes grasp   so i begain a new climb  with a new life pic of mind but  and new urges to find.  but my main point to all u may have blinds or dis  belieavers  pay no attion  grow no confliction be tween u and them .  but as they think ull slip or trip.  as  move  so quick  finley reach the top  as i grasp the top ground rise to my  feet feel so depressing but for me for frends family we   the inspireing. scream do to being so exciding  but as i  prase the  will  and modivation I've got makeing the point. as it get to be seen  and heard (I SHALL NOT BE LOCKED DOWN TO THE GROUND  no matter  my  sound)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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