Forget - Me - Not

Author Unknown

Our problems are many and varied.
Our struggles are always uphill.
I'm speaking for hundreds of children.
So listen a while if you will.
I want understanding - not pity.
I wish you could treat me the same.
You wouldn't ignore other children.
At least you would ask them their name.
I know I can't answer to tell you.
My face may seem empty and dead.
My body is twisted - but I am alive.
And there are thoughts in my head.
I will not be shut out from the world.
I'm a child and it is my right
I am not an object of pity - to be hidden away from sight.
My parents see me through eyes of love.
And not as others do.
They see the things I can achieve.
And I wish that you would too.
As I ask you to forget - me - not,
I beg you to hear my plea.
If I could speak - I would ask you
To please look closer - and see me ...

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