Albinism

As a kid walking round the school corridors I'd get people eyeing me a lot, open doors As they try and look at my white skin And marvel at my skin For I was different I got picked on at times for having a cap I'd wear it alot so one day I didn't come to school with a cap And they looked even more at my hair They wondered what I did to my hair Cause everyone else hair was black During break I'd be playing in tree shades Jumping from one tree to the other with shades And they'd wonder why I never played in the sun Some saying that I missed out on the fun Cause the beauty of playing out is actually playing under the sun But when we grew up in the bigger classes People had grown used to me so when I came with glasses They would always tell me how the glasses were nice And the kids were now all genuinely nice And it felt nice being there with them So when the heat would be too much They'd all walk around me in a match Trying to shelter me with their shadows Saying that they were here for me, even opening doors So that I could explore the world and not just lock myself in And now as a grown up with a kid of my own I've got friends who treat my kid as their own They protect my kid as theirs and play with him And letting their kids be around him Telling them that he's just like any other kid