A prose piece by I. Jimmy Bott:
been a long road
a road long and paved in years
some bumps some tears
accomplishments hope and dreams
and even though I'm getting better at putting away childish things
constant adventures and existing
been a long road
with change a real thing much volunteering and a lot of constant dreaming
activism, athlete, vision, academia, attention, advocacy, autism
these all knowing my name
and when I think I can continue on my own it's such an entire shame
I don't want to change who I am
or try to live my life as if I am
not become someone who is tried to be a complete ham
of hope and dreams being what they are
self-respecting and constantly conscience free
been a long road to be what I need to see
no matter what I do I know I am completely treading water that is contained
and while I try to continue through we all know that I am not afraid
as my life has continued to become into what I am
being molded into someone
who is loving, affectionate, and a real thoughtful person who can prioritize and
share what I've become I said continue to love what I continue
to have approached and leave completely and abandon what I see discreetly
I feel distress only occasionally and despair only comes like depression only occasionally
I feel compelled to self-actualize and be who I continue to be
integral, loving, kind, and grateful and hopeful as can be
