This goes out to all the mathematicians stuck in a language arts.
To all of you owners of a anti-eligible hand being forced to create the Mona Lisa from scratch.
You self whispering people when your mind is loud and unheard.
You butterflies no one ever admired
You beautiful art works never fitting the others pallet so hour labeled "incorrect"
You labeled "weak" but have a will power and a mind.
This goes out to all of you reading these syllables pushed and connected by letters and space bars. Thank you for being different. Thank you for creating your own path when the other paths were over populated.
Thank you for sticking with that path. Thank you.
