Help me Mommy - by Susan Hughes
Help me Mommy, help me please
There's something in me no one sees
It's hidden in me, hidden well
To look at me, you can not tell
Others blame you for the things that I do
They think you don't spank me, if they only knew
Our days are not easy, and sometimes you cry
At bedtime we pray, and ask our Creator why?
I hit and I kick you Mom, when I get mad
And after I do it, I feel really sad
I want to stop, but I don't know how
I need to have patience, and I need it NOW!
My friends, they don't always understand
I explain I can't help it, but they think that I can
But I know that YOU love me, both you and Dad
Not only when I'm good, but when I'm bad!
Tourette syndrome, OCD, Strep, Autoimmune... that's the culprit to blame
I don't understand just how it came
It makes me do dumb things called "tics"
I wish it was something the doctor could fix!
I make booming sounds, spin everything, and I tug at my clothes
And make sure that I kiss you "twice" on the nose...
I even things up, and I'm compulsive, you know
Things have to "feel" right to me, be just exactly so.
I swear and I scream, and my shriek is so shrill
that you know when it's time for another pill
I'm hyperactive too I just can't be still
But I'll do better tomorrow Mom, I PROMISE I will!
I'll make my bed and I'll comb my hair
Brush my teeth?
Sure thing, Mom don't despair I'll be so good, Mommy, you will see
I promise that tomorrow, I'll be a much better me!
Hit my sister? Nope, NEVER again
We'll play Nintendo together I'll even let HER win.
My teacher; she'll be happy too
when she sees all the things I'm gonna do
I'll pay attention in class, and sit up straight
I'll come in when the bell rings, and not be late
Keep my hands to myself, and be sure not to giggle
I'll be quiet as a mouse, and try hard not to wiggle
I'll be good on the playground, not push, shove or run
I'll take turns playing tetherball, and have lots of fun
"onion" notes? - no more of those for me... A "regular" kid - that's what I'll be
That "regular" kid? He's inside me somewhere
I can be him someday, with your love and care
If others would only just give me a chance
Not criticize, judge me, or throw darts with a glance
Not ridicule, laugh, or show faces of scorn
But know I can't help the way I was born!
Just accept it that all of us cannot be
programmed to act just perfectly
Please help me Mommy, help me to show
Tourettes/PANDAS/ASpergers/Autism is an illness then others will know
If they would only take time to see
There's a whole lot of wonderful; GOOD inside me!!
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