[IMAGINE YOU ARE THE LONER BOY, WRITE A POEM, TO EXPRESS HOW YOU MIGHT FEEL AND WHAT YOU MIGHT BE THINKING, AS THE LONER BOY.]
Living in the shadow of my disabilities,
admiring the scenes of children of the same age as me playing,
i knew it was somewhere i don't belong.
From the balcony was the only place,
the only place where i can feel the happiness and joy,
that i longed to have.
Not daring, with fear could probably just be the reason,
but there was simply nothing i could do,
to make them accept or understand.
If it was only possible to have my legs,
only if i could talk.
Support from my family was never the issue,
neither was money.
But there wasn't a cure,probably even if had my legs.
Alone, only able to imagine myself as one of them,
was the only way i could indirectly get the joy.
Living in this life was never my choice,
being left alone was neither a choice either.
This was the way i was born,
I could only have go on living like this.
YINGHANNN<3
