Friday 16 August 2013

So Many Questions...

Reflecting on the past few weeks I looked up a poem I wrote not long after being diagnosed. I've changed one or two words but I think the general message of it is still relevant. It's difficult when people don't accept what you have to say, particularly when you disclose something personal and life-changing.

SO MANY QUESTIONS

It answers so many questions
But you just don’t want to believe
That I’m not like everyone else
When it’s so obvious to me

You don’t think I am different
You just act like it’s not there
And I know that you mean well
But it really hurts

“Pretend that it’s not there”
“It might just go away”
“You’re making it all up”
“Everybody’s strange”

Denial is no answer
Rejection is no truth
I know that there’s a reason
That I feel out of touch

It answers so many questions
But you just don’t want to believe
That I’m not like everyone else
When it’s so obvious to me

You think that I am clutching
At straws that just aren’t there
But you know I didn’t ask
For this answer

“You look like you are normal”
“You always got good grades”
“Everyone got teased”
“You just don’t act your age”

Denial is no comfort
Rejection is no cure
I know I don’t see or think
Like everybody else

It answers so many questions
But you just don’t want to believe
That I’m not like everyone else

When it’s so obvious to me

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