[Blessings2You]

I used to belong here,
Here in the world of normal people,
Here where people simply live
And come and go and do and are.

I look around and marvel
At people striding along, arms swinging,
At people standing on tiptoe,
At people driving cars at night.
Did I really live here once?

I listen to judgmental comments,
And wonder if I used to say that.
I explain into blank expressions,
And wonder if I used to stare that way.
I cringe at magic cures and good intentions
And wonder why no one strangled me
Back when I belonged
In the world of normal people.

I accuse,
I accuse
Those outsiders without MS,
The ones that don’t get it and never will
But truly I am the one on the outside,
Looking in at the world of normal people.
I almost can’t remember
When I used to belong here.