By Tracey Porreca
Please don't be afraid of me
I want to be your friend.
And if you get to know me
Your rigid thoughts might bend
Thoughts that I am different
From others that you know,
I really am no different
And this I'd like to show
I live and breathe and laugh and cry
I love to play and learn,
I sometimes do things differently
Which can cause some concern
You see, some say I'm special
I guess this much is true,
But if you were to ask me
I'd say you're special too
We're all a little different
No two are just the same,
It's really something wonderful
that way there is no blame
When things don't go just perfectly
And others get confused,
And say things like "poor child"
and other terms they use
It's okay if you look at me
And might not understand,
It's okay if you touch me
And even hold my hand
My life has many obstacles
Much more than you could know,
But that's not what I dwell on
I'm me, that's all, and so...
Please don't be afraid of me
I want you just to see,
How truly great and wonderful
A friend like me can be
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