You’re not really fixing my problem
Just making it invisible to you
Since our suffering was now
Becoming an inconvenience
To a world that’s only normal
Because you decided to build it
In a way that only reflected what
You respected, deciding to disect us
∿Weirdos∿ who needed corrected ‘Cause
You were oh~so apathetic & only ever
Considered work Worth the effort if
It’s towards opening wine corks &
Looked a way which flattered you
Best & kept your interests & so
Said our art smells like a fart
Only a stupid loser would start
You needed workers for Walmart &
Fast food – built 5 minutes apart
Since 6 minutes was way too far
For your stone cold heart &
So, instead of building
Bike paths for kids
To ride to school
And get a healthy start
N§tead built a superhighway
So you could get to McDonald’s
A little bit quicker as we got
Sicker & thicccer, so feeling
Torn -like a sticker- then
Wonder why those öDD kids
Whö never even got a say in
The way this wicked world works
Ended up oh~so obese when that’s how
You designed it & yet, blame the brains
That you trained to sit down and be quiet
Because even though they had a song to sing
You never cared if we’re happy; just silent
Because my mental health was easier to deny
& you only began to try – just enough that
You’d make us convenient for your lifestyle
& aren’t affected by us whenever side effects
Of tired minds being rewired ’til our öDD kind
Couldn’t even recognize our mirror’s Mime &
So -finally- believing the Left-Hand Lie
Weirdos were never meant to thrive &
Meant society could only survive
If we sacrificed what made Us
Actually feel real & alive
That we would only feel
Alright – whenever
We finally died
Then, when we cried
You told us we were lucky
To be alive – such ungrateful
Brats – don’t you know how hard it is
To raise a retard like you? Look how much
I sacrificed – the least you could do is try
To fit in & don’t embarrass me again in front
Of the cool parents who were lucky enough to
Not get Burdened -I mean “Blessed”- by God
With the weird kind of kid – & now they
Feel like they deserved to be painted
Like saints, since my panic attacks
Made them arrive….5 minutes late
To church, which would gasp at
Our family, like their Black
Sheep, to be sacrificed to
Satiate their White Hate
[8 September 2024 Revision]
original draft
It’s not fixing my problem
Just making it invisible to you
Since our suffering was now
Becoming an inconvenience
To a world that’s only normal
Because you decided to build it
In a way that only reflected what
You respected, deciding to disect us
Weirdos who needed corrected
Cause you were so apathetic
& only ever considered work
Worth their effort if it worked
Towards like opening wine corks &
Looked the way that flattered you best
Like telling us our art smells like fart
Saying only a stupid loser would start
Since you needed workers, for Walmart
And fast food built 5 minutes apart
Since 6 minutes was way too far
For your stone cold heart &
So, instead of building
Bike paths for kids
To ride to school
And get a healthy start
N§tead built a superhighway
So you could get to McDonald’s
A little bit quicker as we got
Sticker and thicker then
Wonder why kids
Whö never had a say
In the way the world works
Ended up obese when that’s how
You designed it – yet blame the brains
That you trained to sit down and be quiet
Because even though they had a song to sing
You never cared if they were happy – just silent
Because my mental health was easier to deny
And you only began to try – just enough that
It’d make us convenient for your lifestyle
Thus Not affected when side effects
Rewired our minds ’til our kind
Couldn’t recognize our mirrors
& finally believed the left hand lie
That we were never meant to thrive
Thus, society could only survive
If we sacrificed what made
Us actually feel real, alive
& we’d only feel alright
When we finally died
And when we cried
Told us we were lucky
To be alive – what ungrateful
Brats – don’t you know how hard
It is to raise a retard? Look how much
I sacrificed – the least you could do is try
To fit in and not embarrass me in front of
The lucky parents who didn’t get Burdened
By the by the weird kind – meaning they
Felt like they deserved to be painted
Like saints – since my panic attacks
Made them arrive 5 minutes late
To church that worshipped hate
♡Sugar☆World☮ 