I’m a bitch,

Because I am noisy,

I am righteous,

I am a fighter,

With a creative streak.

And I use it.

Let the success trickle,

The noise booms,

Drip, Drip, Drip,

My fight for change,

A personal one,

A worldwide one,

Embodied in this smirk.

I may not blaze a clear trail,

As one disabled woman,

But, I leave footprints,

And wheel marks,

And the echos of my voice,

Will linger, long after I have walked.

So that those to follow,

Are slightly less exhausted

by their journey


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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