As I sit and wonder how my life came to be,
I can't help but feel a little sting.
Pain, disability, sadness, doubt, fear,
All of which are now a part of me.
I want others to understand.
I want others to ask questions.
I don't want to be forgotten.
I don't want to be hidden and alone.
I am a fighter.
I am a zebra.
I am a mother, wife, sister, and friend.
I am me.
Wanting to be accepted, just the way am I.
