When you feel like an outsider,
you guard your feelings.
Never letting anybody in.

You feel safer that way but you don't know
what you're missing out on
especially when it's your kin.

It took me becoming disabled to realize.
I was the one keeping them away.

All I know now is let people in
don't wait for something to happen
before you change your ways.

I was adopted and never felt normal
until I became disabled and found out
that they do care and so do I.

wrote this after a phone call,
from one of my adopted sibling.

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