this is me. i’m emily. i was born with spinal muscular atrophy type 2, it’s a muscle disease. basically, my muscles get weaker as i get older and i cannot walk. i used to cut out my face because i was insecure of being crippled and my small body. but i don’t care anymore. not everyone appreciates this, i’m not “normal”. that’s too bad though, because i’m a good person once you get to know me, and i’m done trying to fit in with everyone else. so what if i’m different? hate on me all you want. make fun of me, i’ve heard all of the crippled jokes before, they don’t phase me one bit. i’m not bitter or mad, i just feel sorry for you if you’re that ignorant. anyway, although it may be hard for me to say i’m beautiful, it’s getting easier. i’m God’s creation , metal and all.
I don’t want another pretty face I don’t want just anyone to hold I don’t want my love to go to waste I want you and your beautiful soul You’re the one I wanna chase You’re the one I wanna hold I wont let another minute go to waste I want you and your beautiful soul