The Misunderstood Child I am the child that looks healthy and - TopicsExpress



          

The Misunderstood Child I am the child that looks healthy and fine. I was born with ten fingers and toes. But something is different. somewhere in my mind. And what it is nobody knows. I am the child that struggles at school, Though they say that I’m perfectly smart. They tell me I’m lazy-can learn if I try-But I don’t seem to know where to start. I am the child that won’t wear the clothes which hurt me or bother my feet. I dread sudden noises, can’t handle most smells, And tastes- there are few foods I will eat. I am the child that can’t catch the ball And runs with an awkward gait. I am the one chosen last on the team And I cringe as I stand there and wait. I am the child with whome knowone will play-The one that gets bullied and teased. I try to fit in and I want to be liked, But nothing I do seems to please. I am the child that tantrums and freaks Over things that seem petty and trite. You’ll never know how I panic inside, When I’m lost in my anger and fright. I am the child that fidgets and squirms Though I’m told to sit still and be good. Do you think that I choose to be out of control? Don’t you know that I would if I could? I am the child with the broken heart Though I act like I din’t really care. Perhaps there’s a reason God made me this way-Some message he sent me to share. For I am the child that needs to be loved And accepted and valued too. I am the child that is misunderstood, I am different-but look just like you. Author - Kathy Winters
Posted on: Sat, 13 Jul 2013 19:29:53 +0000

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