The Painful Looks

Your stares cut like glass,
Your whispers are blows to my head.
I act like I don’t care
But its hard not to.
It’s hard to act like everything’s normal again
Because it’s not
And it never will be.

I know you look because you are curious,
And I’m ok with that,
But the looks of disgust are what hurt.
We never asked for this
So don’t think that.
Not even 3 months ago I was just like you,
Looking at a family with a disability,
Telling myself…
That’ll never happen to us.
We’ll be the lucky ones
But I was wrong.
So next time
Instead of staring at what we are
Or what we aren’t,
Imagine yourself in my position
And then decided whether you are going to look at us with eyes filled with disgust
Or with sympathetic and thankful eyes that this hasn\'t happened to you.

* i wrote this because i went to the movies with my family and it had been the first time ive been out in public with my dad since his accident. it was hard because there wasnt one person who didnt stare and there were ppl who looked at us with disgust and that hurt even more because they dont know my dad or my family. this was hard to write but i did it, unfortunately i hate it and think it sucks but i cant change my feelings. please vote and comment if you have time*