i was born deaf in my right ear
my mother hated it to see it
so ive never had my hair up
im used to it now
but when i was younger i didn't understand why i wasn't allowed to
as i got older i noticed i wasn't like everyone else
i mean i always knew i was hard of hearing but i never noticed i was actually different
i had started to notice in a large group of people i couldn't understand what anyone was saying
when i was nervous i would speak really low but i always thought i was speaking normal
i noticed i couldn't tell were sound came from when my parents called me from a different room and i couldn't find them
i once cried because that scared me
all my life ive been told many times i either talk to loud or to low
and i always try to fix it
but its hard when to me i sound normal
everything got worse
when i started to lose my hearing in my other ear
everytime i spoke i was loud and i didn't realize until someone told me to talk lower and i tried
i really tried
and thats fine
im fine being told to speak lower but only if you're nice when you tell me
because thats my normal
since i was young me and my brother never got along
i know siblings never get along
but the difference was it was my brother who would always look for something to call me stupid or to just say anything
even if i said something anything it can be the simplest thing ever and i get called something whatever he likes that day
his favorite thing to say
"stupid you're yelling"
now to anyone else thats nothing
but to me who who has been hard of hearing all my life
that means alot
because whats normal to me isn't normal for anyone
if he had just said i was yelling i wouldn't had cared
but of course he couldn't just say that
why do i get called stupid for something i can't even control
i never even realize
but always im always trying to
why am i stupid for that
ive always hated being different
ive never understood why i was born this way
whenever i was when someone i always tried to speak low and i always think im doing fine then i get told im not
and when im around my brother i hardly ever try to speak
because when i do i know im going to get called stupid
and ive never been wrong
all my life ive had limits
I've given many dreams up
im 18 and i don't have a drivers licence
and not because i can't drive
because i was always studying so ill pass
i did my best to try to pass
but when i go i get told
i can't take the test because im hard of hearing
because im a hazard for everyone else
what could i say to that
nothing because its true
whenever i go to a restaurant i hate it
because i always try to understand what my friends or anyone there talking to me is trying say
and the majority of the time i guess what everyone is saying
im always worried someone things im ignoring them
i used to hate asking people to repeat what they say because i worry im being annoying
ive always hated it when someone treated me different form everyone
yes im hard of hearing but it doesn't mean im an alien so i don't want to be treated like one
all i ask is to be understanding
i wish my brother could spend a day living like me because then he'll understand just how hard it is to be me
but he's lucky
because he isn't like me and in the end of the day he can be normal again
so whats it like to live like me?
imagine not having food balance
imagine always having to watch everything around you never getting a break
imagine always having to ask everyone to move to the side you can hear on
the simplest way to now whats it like to be me
cover one ear and try living like that for a day
when you'll know whats like to be me
its hard to be hard of hearing and im sure anyone else with any disability knows it hard
but one thing i always tell myself
is don't let what people say hurt you because they don't understand whats it's like to be youbut yet theres days like today when all day long you get told nonstop how stupid you are because you are hard of hearing or because you were loud when you didn't even realize and some how that makes you stupid
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Poetry"love balances on a small line something so small can break it the love changes without a warning and you ask yourself when did it really start to break"