I remember when I was a child.
How I wore a fake smile.
While on the outside I did grin.
On the inside I was wishing my life would end.
"Little cripple boy!" all the kids would yell.
I responded by saying, "you all go to hell!"
They'd just laugh and run.
Leaving me alone in the sun.
When I reflect back on my younger years.
My eyes swell with tears.
Tears that come from the knowledge of knowing that I am different from everyone else.
A difference that sometimes make me afraid of myself.
Now, I am all grown up and ready to make my mark.
But in the back of my mind those kids' words still
hark.
"Little cripple boy, little cripple boy!"
This makes me realize no matter how grown up I
become. I'll forever be that little cripple boy who sits.......Alone in the sun.