Why? (Poem)
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NB: I am okay, by the way… I know when you read this you may wonder if I am. I am just thinking through a lot at the moment, I love you all so very much.
Why?
Why was I born with these disabilities?
Born different to everyone else?
I ask this question a lot you know…
I guess I genuinely wonder.These disabilities control a lot of my life,
From looking at me you wouldn’t know it though
They make it hard for me to care for myself
And socially they make me awkward.They make doing new things difficult…
And hearing things can be a pain… literally
Seeing things can be confusing
And they can make my brain squeeze and body ache.These disabilities scare people away too…
I’m not really sure why…Â Its as if I wear a badge that says,
“Hey, don’t bother giving me a chance”
Well… Something like that anyway.So I keep asking myself this question…
Why was I born this way?
I hope one day I find the answer…
Though I’m not sure if it will help if I did…Perhaps not knowing is best.
About The Author
Matty is a 36 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!
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Hi Matty 🙂 Hugs and thank you for sharing 🙂 You know I was thinking maybe your last line is closest o the truth. I don’t think any of us know the ‘whys’ of our lives. We all ask things such a “why did I have that car accident that disabled me’, or ‘why did I get cancer” or from the third world I imagine some folks wonder why they do not have clean water or the homeless wonder why they have no bed. I think it’s a question we all ask ourselves in different ways and I don’t think anyone has an answer. So maybe it is best we don’t know after all 🙂 hugs and love Vanessa.
Matty, I think Vanessa said it best 🙂
Maybe it’s best we don’t know why!!
love Martha 🙂