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Poem - Misunderstood Child July 03, 2006 9:49 PM

I read this poem a month ago or so, and it so reminded me of my own son. I cried when I read it. So just wanted to share it with you.

By: Kathy Winters

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 who struggles in 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 who 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'll eat.

I am the child who 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 whom no one 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 who 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 who 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 don'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 who needs to be loved
And accepted and valued too.

I am the child that is misunderstood,
I am different - but look just like you

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