I stared out my window feeling lost.
Everyone seemed so happen with themselves.
If only I had that feeling.
I hate the way I look, sound and act.
People don't seem to understand, I am not normal.
Even though, I wish I was.
I'd lie in bed, thinking about how different I am to them.
School is harder for me, sometimes impossible.
They say it's because of my learning disability.
Why can't I be normal?
I feel so left out.
On the playground,
people would invite me to play ball with them.
I would decline, knowing they feel sorry for me.
Being in a special classroom with other kids
Who are like me.
If I could change, I would.
All I want, is to be normal.
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Poetry Collection
PoetryVarious poems I have created. Some may be a bit gory, be warned before reading. Towards the end are poems dedicated to people who are friends of mine.
