Hope

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I am hope 

I went through my parents divorce at the age of seven.

My mother, stepfather, grandma, and grandpa all getting cancer.

Yet I still have hope

I am no princes or barbie doll

but I have survived through it all

 I want to go to college and get a degree.

But my mother is poor and my father is filled with greed 

Do I take out loans, and carry around debt?

Or do I just not go, and live in regret. 

I volunteer with kids with disabilities

But all I see are there abilities

They see the world through a different perspective

But the world sees them all as simply defective

The reason I want to college is to become there voice

For disabled people who were told they don't have a choice

They will never be productive members of the human race 

That their disability just makes them a disgrace

Let me tell you that's a far cry from the truth

I was told the same thing when I was just a youth

I want them to see who they can be 

I may not be perfect, but that is me.