I have obvious brain damage. my perception is distorted My fingers look foreign. The words come out weird. My internal monologue is stifled. But I persist. What's normal to you Is abnormal to the next guy. I'll still write a masterpiece with this broken brain; I'll still see the world with murky eyes. I've lived much longer than expected. Everyday is a bonus. Every new poem, every new song, every new creation is a miracle. an act of defiance I'm glad I've left something - and I'm stronger than I thought