own it

i was falling from heaven 

made the doctors work 

nine to seven 

so i wouldnt enter heaven 

i remember how i heard them

slowly i begin to make an poem

as i wore laying in coma 

because i even work in insomnia 

i remember how i felt my mothers tears 

on my hand , my rolemodel and friend 

how she prayed for a happy end 

and so did i , how we manage to figure out 

a way to talk when i couldnt use my mouth 

and how i used my ipad to learn to write 

remember every place i been 

that wore such a dream 

i am forever grateful for them who saved my life 

this was not the plan i got when i wore born 

but i have accept it an know i am , own it