Every Day Struggle

Every Day Struggle

As I sat there all alone a thought intruded on my mind.

My dreams have been snatched from me; my hopes have fled and left me behind.

The world passes by and gives not a glance; I wish that I could show them.

I am not useless. I deserve a chance.

I should not be left out here. I am human too. I could handle your occupation better than you.

Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try?

You say that I have equal rights. I know that is a lie!

Take a second to look beyond my exterior. Because I am different doesn’t make you superior.

Relationships stretched too far and wide plus friends who would rather duck and hide.

Every day is a struggle. With these thoughts my mind must juggle.

Basic tasks become a mission. Don’t blank me. Just listen.

My life is not ruined by any means. One day I will roll up to the woman of my dreams.

What does it mean to be me? I’m different. I’m proud and free.

And no one can take that away from me.