She sits in silence as they stare Pity fills the space between her and them as she listens And hears Their minds wonder what she's capable of They see disability while she is trapped inside a disconnected body That won't bend to her will But she's smart She hears all She knows the innermost secrets that cross their minds As they sit obliviously judging her Though they know nothing of the magic within her She won't show them She dare not let them in For the fear of what they might think If they knew just how much she knows of who they truly are So she hides in her prison of a body Waiting for the day someone looks into her eyes and sees her beyond what she can say or do And it's safe to be herself and live in her truth Hoping one day they can hear her too
Wrote this after listening to the telepathy tapes. Inspired by my nonverbal daughter who holds magic within her.