On a bright summer day, I sit under a tree,
I stare at the clouds and analyze me.
I look at myself and try to understand,
Does my 'D' define me? Am I my own man?
My 'D' is a challenge, to win at all cost,
It’s a battle worth fighting, not one to be lost.
The stakes are forever, it’s important you see,
My battle’s worth fighting; I’m worth it…ME!
So many decisions are made every day,
My thoughts are dramatic, my actions will pay.
Everything has a purpose, every number a score,
My battles are won; I can want nothing more.
Every day I’m reminded, of what there could be,
If I fail to manage, and take care of me.
But things seem to work, for life’s good you see,
I’ve managed to handle my life, and my 'D'.
Even though I am happy, and because of my smile,
Don’t think I wouldn’t mind not having 'D' for awhile.
I would love to wake up one morning and be,
Free from the battles I fight with my 'D'.
But as I think back over all of the years,
All my mom’s worries, and all of her tears.
I can’t help but imagine, how would I be,
If not for my battles, and my friends helping me.
For I’ve come to realize, in this serious fight,
I have a good life; I’ve earned every right.
And when people stare, and don’t understand me,
I tell them "Hey, it’s ok, it’s only my 'D'."
We all have a shadow; some are easy to see,
My shadow is easy, ‘cause it’s wearing 'D'.
But my shadow’s no different; it’s all part of me,
Every part is important, including my 'D'.
Gary
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