How Special Am I? Poem by Javier Falcon

I am special how I am,
My father is a very important doctor,
He treats people to get them well,
Many years ago he took me far away,
To this party he was throwing for me,
All the walls were soft and white,
And all my friends were there,
It was so loud in there.

We danced all around and had fun,
With all this softness we couldn’t get hurt,
Bouncing from wall to wall we all went,
Giggling and laughing we just seem to go,
Not hungry or thirsty for many hours,
As food only comes once in a while,
Not knowing how fast time is going,
I seem to get really tired.

I just sat in the corner to watch,
As everyone spoke at the same time,
Wearing this jacket my father had given me,
He said it was a very special jacket for me,
It always kept me warm all through the year,
And it kept me hugging myself all the time,
This way I didn’t feel lonely at all,
Even when my friends left and I couldn’t.

Yet night falls and this party soon ends,
As those come who are not my friends,
And from laughs I begin to hear cries,
Not from them, but those are mine.
Even though sometimes I listen to them,
Most of the time I am scared of these men,
Yet morning comes and the party comes again
How special am I then.