Don't look so sad
When you look at me
Don't back away
Hoping I won't see
I'm just like you
Except I can't walk
I breathe, I cry
I hurt I talk
Don't look at me
With horror and fear
I don't want to see
The glimmer of a tear
I'm just like you
I dream, I bleed
I'm learning to be strong
To succeed
Don't look at me
With pity on your face
By the grace of God
You could be in my place
I can smile and play
Laugh and sing
If I appy myself
I can do most anything
Being handicapped start's
In your mind
I know that you don't mean
To be unkind
People pass by me
They stop and stare
They whisper and giggle
Like I'm not there
I try to smile
To keep hanging on
But sometime my faith
Is almost gone
Why can't people
Can't understand
I do what they do
I just can't stand
I read, I eat
I sleep, I play
I learn, I laugh
I feel , I pray
I do all these things
Just exactly like you
Don't make fun of me
There's better thing's to do
Friend's left unmade
Because hearts are afraid
Unshed tears
Doubts and fears
I will never grow old
Become a man
So I make live life
The best way I can
I smile
When I want to cry
When I just want to give up
My heart says TRY...
I'm different
But I'm still like you
You're walking away
What did I do
There's nothing more heartbreaking than a handicapped ' special ' child set apart by his
peers and left alone and hurting. (((( Huggggs))))
to them all and LOVE.
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Reviews of "I'm Just Like You (Handicapped Child)"
A heart-wrenching poem. My soul
breaks and yearns. I am disabled
but by the grace of God, I can
still walk, at this time. You know the
circumstances with my brain and all.
Thank you for writing this poem and
reminding me not to be like most. Brava!
Becca
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on September 27, 2004
Another one of the things you do best, Linda, break our hearts.
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breaks and yearns. I am disabled
but by the grace of God, I can
still walk, at this time. You know the
circumstances with my brain and all.
Thank you for writing this poem and
reminding me not to be like most. Brava!
Becca
i've read this powerhouse before and loved it; i love it as much now, if not more. thank you for being the voice of the special child. :) BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :(