I am him, I am her, Though you may not quite concur, Obvious gifts, or hidden ones, I am just like everyone.

Staring into each other's eyes, we must have awakened our souls, We end up finding our way back home so that we can both be whole.

Striving for perfection was once my utmost goal, Slowly I realize, perfect ain't gonna make me whole.

We already know that this battle is a life long fight, and so we need to find healthy strategies to cope with this very difficult challenge.

Memories of the past, in our hearts and minds they dwell, Raw emotions buoys up, for each stories we tell,

Once I opened my consciousness to what my heart and soul had been urging me all along, I was transformed to be the person I was meant to be.

Labeling my child meant getting the help that he deserved. There was nothing negative about it, where I need to be ashamed of my own child.

It is a wonderful blessing and a sacred privilege to experience love no matter how it’s written in your story.

We danced with our partners when they played the first song, Had eyes only for each other, as if that's where we belong,

You probably are wondering how you turned out in the future, or how far you’ve come in life. Well, I’m here to tell you that you turned out

Is it possible to learn who you truly are? Figure what you want in life, envision your future from afar

Windows of our souls, our eyes says it all Passions gone wild, unleashing befall

We fear because we love, we fear because we care We fear for the future, Can we dream? Can we dare?

Cobwebs in our souls, filled with pain and sorrow How do we heal and face our tomorrow

Ask yourself why you're doing it and from there you will figure out the rest - the how and the where.

As a child, I felt like I had this amazing gift that no one really cared about; no one found my work beautiful or inspiring.

These are tough times, yes, but it is healthy to acknowledge how you feel, then breathe in deep and breathe out deeper.

We do need to be each other's light during these tough, dark days. Perhaps we can think of this as a blessing in disguise.

It's one thing to share your artistic creation to the world, but it's another to share your very own personal truth.