I’m tired,
I wake up in the morning and I am still tired,
I want things to be different so bad,
I’m tired,
I see it,
Do you?
Its in my eyes,
There’s a smile but its there,
I see it,
This being different is getting to hard for me,
I just want to be normal,
Is that bad,
I just want someone to love me for me,
And not run away,
Is that bad?
I just want someone to think I am beautiful,
And not because they think that’s what I want to hear,
I want them to think so,
I’m tired,
And I am sorry,
Its not going away,
And I am sorry,
I just want it to go away,
So someone will think I am beautiful,
I am someone,
Not someone who uses a wheelchair,
So don’t run away,
I just want someone to say I am beautiful.
2007
Misty Yanish