*Slightly religious*

I remember a story, of a little girl , whose name i seem to forget, who smeared her classmates blood in her face, to survive the Newtown shooting.

"We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop." Mother Teresa A collection of poetry that I have written (and published separately) that is the hard truth. If you read this, please vote or comment for ones you can relate with so others know that they're not alone and to get the work out so no one will ever feel like no one has gone through what they have gone through. **In editing**

What would the special ed students be like, it they weren't special ed?

I will not conform to society's ideas, but I will change them for the good.

I feel forgotten, I feel invisible. I feel...

"In my own little world, it's population: me" ~Matthew West "My Own Little World"