I live each day to be myself.
The people around me deny my worth.
I treat each one as I wish to be.
They talk and whisper and say,
“You don’t belong.”
I pray each night
That I would wake up and be normal
Like everyone else.
The answer is always the same,
“You are my child and I love you as I made you,
special and unique.”
I walk each day in my own torture and misery.
I look around and the see the hell other people live.
I remember those comforting words from GOD
And smile inside.
My days may be long and unpleasant for me
But this too shall come to an end
And my tears will be turned to joy.