Autism, some ask if I wish it were another way,
when this happens I sigh and wonder what to say.
Yes, yes I do wish that life were another way.
I wish society would open their eye’s,
and stop making my little girl cry,
just pause, and see life through her eye’s.
I wish that her needs really didn’t matter,
I wish for less stupid idol chatter
and more dedication to the real things that matter.
I wish you could see how happy she is without a coat
understand she isn’t being stubborn when she refuses, ‘nope!’
the heat, the feel, the sound, the weight all this from a coat.
I wish you didn’t see her size and think oh my,
5ft 6 and only 8, she almost touches the sky,
Treat her according to height, and I think oh fucking my!
I wish there was no need to say these things,
I wish you could hear her as she sings
and watch her as she assembles things.
I wish you could see a child that loves
rather than the child that can’t get enough
who constantly needs to know that she is safe and loved.
I wish you wouldn’t say ‘but she looks so norm…’
our entire life isn’t one big storm!
Not to mention the fact that she actually is the norm.
Yes, I wish things were another way,
I wish everyone knew the right things to say,
and mostly I wish, that there was no other way.
Karen Hayward © 2015.
