Ignorant people
It's one of those days where
I can't breathe
The oxygen helps but I need some relief
I can't even walk around the block
The first time that happened, it was a shock
When I go shopping
I'm in a wheelchair
It's embarrassing because
People just don't care
They think I am lazy
Or perhaps just crazy.
They can see the oxygen I wear
And still I can feel them
Judging me with preconceived notions
That someone 22 years old
Can't really be sick
It hurts me when I hear
Whispered comments
About how I don't really need the chair
It really isn't fair
I'd like to open their eyes
To the pain they cause inside
So that maybe future kids like me
Will be treated with courtesy
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