We, the one's who are challenged, need to be heard. To be seen not as a disability, but as a person who has, and will continue to bloom. To be seen not only as a handicap, but as a well intact human being.

Success is measured simply by the amount of effort we put forth, in conquering our objectives.

A brush of kindness can paint a smile on a face.

We are the true architects of our lives. Only we as individuals and individuals alone, carry within us, the inner ability to make any changes to it's blue prints.

Friendship reaches well above all currency.

There is no greater disability in society, than the inability to see a person as more.

A poem is but a thought, a mere memory caught at play. From hand onto paper, bleeding thoughts emerge.