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.