I am young, I am smart, smarter than the kids I see and know of in the groove and I have tried my best to stand out and make a difference but something seems to be holding me down
I see kids wearing good shoes standing on the school podium and expressing their creativity Infront of both the parents, the teachers and the students at large
I see smiles in the faces of their parents and their relatives not to talk of the teachers when they see their students excelling and also I see their friends cheering and shouting their names with smiles
What seems to be the issue as I look up to the sky in purity it looks back and in anguish I sigh what a world of imbalance, but when I looked down on my disability I noticed the limitless and the stagnantivity.
Were are my legs I lament in soliloquy I frown but in pretence I smile because I was in a crowd of students cheering and smiling at a solo of presentation on stage