I hate being disabled.
I wish that I could talk.
I wish I could yell when I get mad.
I wish I could raise my eyebrows and speak softly when I want others to listen.
I wish I could express my thoughts as they occur, instead of moments later.
Sometimes those moments seem like a lifetime.
Like I could be born, grow up and die in the time between thought and expression.
I wish I could smile when I am happy.
I wish I could laugh when I find something funny.
I wish I wasn't disabled, but I am.