People

How we are suffering people don’t have a clue,

In the outside world we don’t appear to fit into.

Yearning to be normal like people everywhere,

Being capable and not tolerating others stare.

Taking matters for granted people tend to do,

But changes happen to what you assume true.

People don’t recognise our condition cos it’s rare,

Knowing a sufferer automatically they compare.

Diverse severities should alter peoples view,

Be open minded not dismissive cos it’s new.

People are unsighted by our pain and scare,

Enjoying life not contemplating the unfair.

Watching people believing they know you,

Unless they empathize they possess no clue.

People only view our masks and not our flare,

We experience the truth and so do those that care.