Just a Girl

She is just a girl

She is 17

She wishes people understood her issues

She enjoys playing music and hanging out with her friends

She has a scar just between her eyebrows

Her feet hurt from working

She lets him have shotgun every time

She lets him watch his shows when he wants to

She lets him take up as much room on the couch

She does all this and doesn't mind

She is thankful it isn't worse

He has her get him some water 

He has her bring him a pillow

She clears his plate from the table

She rubs his feet when they are aching

She is as kind as she can be to him

She walks with him, head held high, despite the stares

No one asks or even speaks, just stares in silence

She asks why this would happen

Why something so horrible could happen to someone so wonderful

She's a sister

He's a brother

He doesn't know why this would happen to him

He hates the stares he gets in public

He wonders why the only sound as he passes people in the store is the sound of his walker

He is patient and strong 

He tries to walk when he just wants to lie down

He tries to carry his own drink, but it's too hard

He uses a pillow to reduce the pain of his resting leg

Walking makes him long for a sip of water

He tries to stay awake for his shows but the pain medicine knocks him out

He sits in the front seat to help get in and out of the car easier

His leg is in pain from all of the surgeries to remove the tumors

His scar stretches from his hip to his knee

He loves music and wishes he could run around with his friends

He wishes people understood his issues

He is 11

He is just a boy.