I Want To Tell You
I am writing this to you
You, whose friends and family have written off
You, who have you yourself, written off
I want to tell you
You were not born this way
With hair trigger rage
With crippling anxiety
Or just not feeling normal in any way
Written off by society
Or a DSM casualty
It was that fall down the stairs when you were three
Or at age six, falling out of a tree
You were not born this way
You have a traumatic brain injury
Copyright © Maureen Mcgreavy | Year Posted 2021
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