I’m looking at my surroundings; looking ahead, I look towards the future. I am trapped 

I’m looking forward to my left, but I’m still trapped.

Now I’m looking forward again, but I’m still trapped. I’m looking towards the right now, but I’m still trapped. What I see isn’t me. I’m moving and enjoying life and everything it offers, yet I feel trapped no matter where I look. Why? 

My body is not the boďy of an ideal body. My body is unique from that of others.

Most days, my body controls me and tells me what to do. When my body tells me what to do, it gets frustrating. I don’t know how to control my frustration. My frustration has held me back from life in many ways. It’s challenging to find out how to deal with disappointment.

My mind is my own.  It’s not complicated like my body. My mind thinks logically. My mind knows right from wrong.  Unlike my body, my mind will listen to me, whether I listen to it or not. My mind can be educated, and I can converse with anyone. My mind is something I don’t waste because of my physical disability. I keep my mind well-educated due to the fact I don’t want people just to see my disability.

My heart is my own; unlike my body, it doesn’t decide for me. Like others, it creaks and breaks. It feels heavy and light, happy and sad. My heart lifts me when I don’t feel like moving on. My heart loves life and others. 

Just because I’m trapped in my body and can’t find my way out doesn’t mean I have to stop feeling, thinking, or, most importantly, living life. People think that because they are in a wheelchair, spending most of their time in bed, or feeling trapped in their bodies, they have to stop living life. You still live life in the best way that fits you.