Whenever I see her I get a little feeling inside
My chest feels warm and I fill with pride.
I love that she has confidence in herself.
I love that we can sorta talk to each other.
I love the little feeling I get inside when you are around.
I don’t know how to say this to you but
I love you.
When I go to school on occasion I worry that I will be treated differently because of my hearing.
something completely out of my control.
I fear that a teacher could pick me out of the class because of my differences.
Redwoods standing tall and strong.
sycamores with mushroom-like foliage.
Maple with their sap soon to be syrup.
Willows weeping in the new dawn light.
Cardinals singing on the branches of a oak tree
Every day
I feel like I am constantly being watched.
Judged
And looked down upon.
I know that this might not be true
But I feel the same regardless.
Because that is human nature.
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