Who's Disability?

by Amaranthine   Jun 19, 2008


I see the girl in the corner
being teased and laughed at
They yell and swear; not even a care.
Throwing things and spitting in her face.
Hypocrites, jerks , just ones who crave attention.
Maybe if she cried tears of blood someone would listen.
Treating her so inhumane when she never did a thing.
Watching all the shame being laid upon her face.
She tries to be bold and act as if it doesn't matter.
The sweet girl silently weeps.
I will not stand for this!
So I walk over there, grab her by the wrist and say...

"It's not you with the disability it is them..."

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