Poem -

My rights

Where is my dignity? waiting to be dressed,
i can usually manage myself you know?
Perhaps I look too stressed.

I didn't get a choice today, of what of like to wear,
dressed without my jumper,
I feel so cold and bare.

No longer independent, they tie up my shoes,
I couldn't seem to tell them,
I usually manage them too.

lost control, waiting to be fed,
a lady nearly on top of me,
"ill give you a hand" she said.

Self-esteem at its lowest, as I'm ushered to the loo,
then they stay and wait,
they're stuck to me like glue!

My rights taken from me, unintentional it may be,
but perhaps in the future,
others will listen and see.

 

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