By Hannah Rozenberg

My soul has been chained

Because of this, people are pained

You may think I am strained

Some joke about me to be entertained

The way I am does not pain me

I am what God wants me to be

For some I’m hard to see

But it’s not hard to see me

Some think my brain may be broken

But what makes you think I am broken

I am strong, I am unbroken

Hear my words, let my thoughts be spoken

Those who get me are few

Those who don’t get my crew

They have no clue

That we’re just like you


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