I have heard is my brain is different.
According to the world,
it doesn’t think quite correctly.
A word has never been spoken by me.
I have a struggle is with my thoughts.
The conflictions inside my head,
confusing what I want
instead of what I need.
I cannot figure out why
but bad seems to outweigh the good.
I am stuck in my thoughts.
People think I am stupid
just because I can’t say what’s on my mind.
I might seem to be in my fantasy world
But do they realize?
I am right here.
When you talk in front of me
I know what you are saying.
I know what’s going on.
When all of you think
I do not understand.
You don’t know me.
You don’t know my heart.
You don’t know my mind.
You don’t know my thoughts.
And because of my thoughts
I feel lost and alone.
But you think I can’t hear.
I hear everything you say
and everything you hear.
You talk about me like I can’t think.
But for me thinking is different.
I am different not stupid.
I am actually very intelligent.
I cannot express to you how I feel.
I know inside how I feel.
I just can’t express it through words.
I express myself in other ways.
Sometimes when I am really happy.
I show it through a weird way.
I might laugh really loudly
or make weird noises.
When I have sadness
I don’t know how to show it.
I scream I cry.
I know they’ll just judge me.
Why should I speak?
Speaking is a blessing and a curse.
Speaking starts fights.
Speaking shows happiness.
Speaking tears families apart.
It expresses love but it expresses hate.
Sometimes not speaking is a blessing.
Speaking seems stupid sometimes,
but other times I long to talk to someone.
How I wish I could sometimes.
Just express my emotions in a clear way.
At school I feel understood.
As I walk through the scholars passage
I see others like me,
the ones who understand me.
Although they don’t speak,
I just know inside they are like me.
They are lost.
They are confused
But they are people
I wish I could be the person I am
deep down inside
but it it just hides.
I am me .
I am special.
I am kind.
I am funny.
I am different.
I am talented.
I am unique.
I am perfect .
I am a child of God.
I am me.
If you could only look
past my body
see my heart,
see my mind,
and understand my emotions.
An to not see my disability
and see who I really am.