I wish the pen had real power.
I wish it could hold back my body.
I wish it could be the bridge between my intentions and my actions.
But it cant.
And so i hope.
I hope my words inspire others.
I hope they give me supports and new relationships.
I hope they make my loved ones understand me.
I hope they ease my mothers sadness when the day seems dull.
I hope that some parent, teacher, advocate or friend sees these words and learns to love someone deeper and more completely.
I hope that my life gets better too.