There is a dark cloud over my head.
I think back to what she said:
"You need to find something you think is fun!"
But really, I just want to run --
Run away from all of this.
Oblivion would feel like bliss.
I wish for silence -- I'm so tired!
I remember when I would get all fired
Up, angry, excited, mad...
But now all I feel is overwhelmingly sad.
Sure, you can sympathize,
But you cannot empathize.
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Greater Than the Sum of Our Differences
PoetryThis book is comprised of fifteen different poems -- lyric, spoken word, and free verse. They show how people with disabilities are often treated differently than other "normal" people, even though there really is no such thing as "normal". Some of...
