I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones

Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect

If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s

My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory

The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying

Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up

I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench

Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go

If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team

Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?

I know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no

Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work