They talked about things I did not know.
They sang songs I’d never heard.
They looked at things in ways I could not see.
Sometimes, when people say words or sayings,
they would laugh and cover their mouths.
Sometimes they think things that I can’t think.
They read things in ways that I can’t read.
They scramble things up in my brain.
They talk in whispers while staring at me.
They wear things I could never wear,
and use things I could never use.
They say something new and everyone knows what it is,
but I don’t.
I feel alone.
All day I keep having a thought that pops into my brain.
Just do it!
But No no no no No!
I can’t change.
I am me.
I am me AND I like it that way.
Bryker Woods Elementary
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