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Something to make you feel less alone

Benjamin is ten. He says what we all feel so often. Every day. He was asked, as part of his homework, to write a poem which began “I am”. This is what he wrote. It might make you feel less alone.

I am odd, I am new

I wonder if you are too

I hear voices in the air

I see you don’t, and that’s not fair

I want to not feel blue

I am odd, I am new

I pretend that you are too

I feel like a boy in outerspace

I touch the stars and feel out of place

I worry what others might think

I cry when people laugh, it makes me shrink

I am odd, I am new

I understand now that so are you

I say, “I feel like a castaway”

I dream of a day that that’s okay

I try to fit in

I hope that someday I do

I am odd, I am new

Because we are all odd, and all new, trying to work out what we do with what we know, where we fit into the universe. Every hour of every day feeling like slightly a different person, in a life that doesn’t always fit with ever-shifting sands. Or paralysed by the dreads – the sleep dreads, the money dreads, the social dreads. Dread-full. Wondering if, one day, everything will be OK.

So thank you Benjamin, because for a moment reading your poem, things are illuminated. Benjamin is a poet. A master of emotional expression. And, by the way, he has Aspergers.

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