A Poem

This is a poem written by a friend of mine. She is 16 and has CP.

What It’s Like to be a person with a disability

(For those of you who aren’t)

It’s like fitting into the cracks of the wall

But not fitting in with the people

It’s being stared at

Because you don’t talk the same

Or dress the same

Or walk the same

It’s like walking through the halls

Invisible.

Eating lunch alone in the hall

Because you cant find

One of your close friends to eat with

It’s being picked last for a sport

Because they know you can’t hit the ball

It’s like going to years of therapy

Just to learn how to walk right

It’s like having braces on your feet

That doesn’t go with your cute outfit

It’s like having a small group of friends

Who are there for you no matter what

It’s like being a teenager in high school

It’s like deserving the same respect

As anyone else

I’m different

becauseI have a disability

But I’m still

A human being