by Leslie W. Ortega
a person with MS


Some say I am disabled,

But you know that isn't true.

I simply have a challenge

A little different from you.


My slight inconvenience, has taught me

Things they could not know.

Each obstacle is a victory,

Enabling me to grow.


I'm not really any different,

I cry, I laugh, I snore.

I don't want to be treated

As if I'm not a person anymore.


Out of good intentions,

People are afraid to let me try.

But sometimes I have to fall,

And sometimes I need to cry.


God gives me strength and dignity,

And the courage to be all I can be.

For He doesn't see me as disabled,

He just sees me as me.