My mind deserves peace and tranquility.
My eyes are worthy of seeing the beauty all around me.
My heart needs to beat to its own rhythm.
My thighs want to shake to the music.
My fingers have earned the privilege to feel kindness and to pour softness on to paper.
My toes want to fit into those expensive heels and dance the night away.
My soul has had enough of this prison.
My feelings want an escape.
My emotions want to settle.
My being needs a rest.
I need to believe.
We need a cure.
Type 1 Diabetic.
