Who?
When I hear my name, I don't think of me;
I don't think of a person, I think of a mindset.
When I go to school, I'm proving teachers wrong, and showing my stuff.
When I win, I don't rub it in, but let it go.
Where I go, people don't know. But that's okay.
When I hear my name, I don't know the person;
I don't see him, I see the mindset.
I see ADHD, and glasses, not as deficits, but at benifits.
I don't know WHAT'S stopped me, because I haven't noticed it.
Life's not great, but I got over it.
People hear my name, and they picture me;
They see a person, and a mindset.
My friends ask questions, but they don't bother me.
My family knows I'm okay, even when I don't say it.
The world sees me in action, they just don't know what it means.
When I write my name, I see me;
That name, on that paper, in pencil, ink, blood, sweat and tears;
IS me.
And IS the mindset.