Thoughts...

Observation is my forte,

For I am helpless to do anything else,

I can't speak - mute I am;

I can't hear - deaf I am;

I can watch but cannot point - a cripple...

Mentally and physically, shortchanged;

far worse than a human could ever be...

Emotionally - am a wreck;

like a ship that has been tossed and turned...

I know I could have jumped the plank;

If the pirate called fate, had not tied my hands...

If I could, who could I call out to? 

Would anyone would have even reached out?

Now I don't suppose anything, don't assume anything;

Try and let it happen, as it has been so far...

Yet I do want to make a difference, an effort;

A change - even a slight one, if I could...

That's why the observation...

But, what I could and what I actually can;

A chasm - as wide as the night and day...

The only way to link the two;

Make my existence a far worse crepuscle than it needs to be...