You See, The Deaf Have

We Grew Up Learning To Cheer On The Underdog Because We See Ourselves In Them.

My Heart Is A Protest That I Let Rally Against My Ribs.

That’s What We Were Told—stand Up For Yourself. But That’s Hard To Do If You Don’t Know Who You Are.

Everyone Knows Pain. We Are Not Meant To Carry It Forever. We Were Never Meant To Hold It So Closely, So Be Certain In The Belief That What Pain Belongs To Now Will Belong Soon To Then. That When Someone Asks You How Was Your Day, Realize That For Some Of Us - It's The Only Way We Know How To Say, Be Calm. Loosen Your Grip, Opening Each Palm, Slowly Now - Let Go.

If Your Heart Is Broken, Make Art With The Pieces.