I can see bright colours again
I can think/ imagine a better future
I can remember more things now
My stroke of happiness and creativity..
My brains adapting to a positive style
Maybe that’s a bad thing?
But maybe it’s a good thing because
It’s
My stroke of happiness and creativity..
You might think I’m insane
You might think I’m crazy
But the thing is;
I’m different
I see things in a different way
But that’s okay because I’m different to you.
Remember the days where I’d walk with my head facing the floor? Holding my arm so tight that my vulnerability was shining right through me..
My stroke of happiness and creativity..
I can walk
And I can do stuff in different ways, some that you may think look funny
You may laugh and you may stare
But I honestly don’t care.
My stroke of happiness and creativity..
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