She is the very same girl who no-one wants to hold
The girl who everyone looks to blaspheme – tremendously expressive albeit regrettably neglected nonetheless
Her face is seen as a pretty little picture only ever to her very own mother, they point and laugh, throw her these snide side glances – extremely painful
Keeping their absolute distance above all else
Tell me, when, oh when did Down Syndrome amount to so very little?
A precious piece of princess yet side-stepped more oft than not – rooted to the forlorn spot and all of this undoubtedly owing to your own God awful inadequacies
The truth is a surefire tragedy and it will need to stop
Believe it or not, you were born half the person who she is

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