Shattered Poem by James McLain

Looking at people who are damaged in different ways,
As a mirror that is dropped, broken never the same though a few try.
Broken the pieces that are all there, never can fit as once before.
Impulsive though we are directed by some into the wall knowing
The wall to them is not there.

There are problems in a child's home that you are to blind to see,
Hungry, dirty unkept, ignored by the people like you.
Feral we some at a young age have become, being autistic you never
Knew until I came out and told you.
Being good with numbers at a young age I never was interested in being
An accountant.

So the State covers their ass and tries to deny that you ever exiested,
Even though at a much older age, they still tell you lies and seeing right through
Them, then they get angry and try to use your disability to make you mad
So they can then threaten you with going to jail or even worse some filthy
Mental hospital.

We whom have survived the terrible thing's that have taken the lives of all of
The others,
Makes the few who went to school to become emeshed in the lives of the few
Left alive to cause one more harm then lable you as a wandering mind detached from
Reality and cull through the few left alive.

Shattered we hide and go to great lengths to remain hidden with out a voice
Or the money to buy one.
We who are the few whom are still alive end up using the pieces from a different
Broken mirror trying in vain to fix our own unseen by you trying our best not to give up
As Emily has said to live without hope trying to fix the wing of a bird that one holds in
Their hand that has long since died and shattered though I am I cannot see it.