I am belittled.I am bemused.
I am very much confused.
I cry out in frustration.In anger and grief.
Unable to trust my own judgement and self belief.
However much i yearn to feel
As if i truly am someone real
No matter how much i try to explain
Each day i am put down yet again.
Wrapped in an abyss of cognitive traits
And difficulties in learning I'm scared and hesitate
For it is hard for me to absorb certain skills
And when shouted at can make me ill.
They tell me that it's no use crying.
They're not in my shoes.Obviously they're lying.
And now that the workplace has fewer staff
No doubt at my expense they'll have a laugh.
For on occasions I've had to work alone
And feel uncomfortable and accident prone.
No matter how slow it takes me to complete a task
It is useless for me to even ask
if i am doing it correctly or please can you remind me again?
And sometimes the response is How long have you worked here Jane?
I don't ever think there'll ever be a day
When something good passes my way.
And in the meantime continue with living with stress.
No thanks to the people who have got me into this mess.
R