The world is a heavenly-hell type of place
Some days are good and some days are awful
I just wish there was one thing about me I could erase
The way people treat me, just feels unlawful
I am strained in this wheelchair and I can’t help it
I sit leaning over with my hand placed on my chest
Curled up, with my fingers hanging below my wrist
I am a freak of nature judged by all the rest
Am I wrong for being born with a disorder?
Is it my fault that I get stared at EVERY single day?
Like I’m some alien on earth and this world is my border
I just wish I was not treated this way
If I could just walk or talk like a normal kid
Maybe Change the way my DNA is embedded inside of me
My ADHD, ADD, OCD, SAD, all those I would want to rid
Out of my body, my brain, my soul, I want to be free
I want the feeling of being accepted
Not just by people who are paid to do so
But that feeling of being interconnected
And actually starting a REAL friendship and experience it grow
I want to change myself
I can’t be flustered at anyone’s judgment
I’m an imperfect teenager with imperfect health
I know I get it, I understand the hint.