Archive for February, 2017

Trapped in Education 

Posted: February 12, 2017 in Uncategorized

I’m trapped in a prison

A prison of education 

Surrounded by my peers

I can’t show no fear

I go 5 out of 7

Four walls 

And a education 

Attendance is the law 

But my peers 

Make it a chore 

I’m trapped in a prison

A prison of education 

Surrounded by my peers

I can’t show no fear

It’s a challenge everyday

Swearing and calling names

But I gotta be tough 

Sticking up for myself

Is hard enough

But then they start on my friends

I’m trapped in a prison

A prison of education 

Surrounded by my peers

I can’t show no fear

Then there’s the anger inside

A push pass

A jab in the side

But if I react, il be the one

In isolation 

For what I’ve done

I’m trapped in a prison

A prison of education 

Surrounded by my peers

I can’t show no fear

Because I’m different to them

My reactions 

They make ‘fun’

autism is what they see

But it’s not

All there is to me

I’m trapped in a prison

A prison of education 

Surrounded by my peers

I can’t show no fear

I just want to learn 
daily anxiety 

Niggles at me

leave me alone 

So I can deal

Just let me be

I’m trapped in a prison

A prison of education 

Surrounded by my peers

I can’t show no fear

So I keep on going

Trying everyday

I just want to get 

Where I’m going 

It’s hard enough

So don’t block my way

I’m trapped in a prison

A prison of education 

Surrounded by my peers

I can’t show no fear

I’m trapped in a prison

A prison of education 

Surrounded by my peers

I can’t show no fear

By Katie Haigh

copyright@K.Haigh February 2017

Distortion

Posted: February 12, 2017 in Uncategorized

She’s distorted reality.
An enigma of transparency. 

Her mind isn’t straight.

In fact it’s ready to break.

She’s chained by conformity.

Breaking the trance of normality.

Watching the clones,

March side by side,

With the same vacant,

Glazed over eyes.

Her actions set off reactions,

Of shock and dismay.

They don’t want her here.

They wish she’d go away.

Her tears spill unnoticed.

Her face is a blur.

She just wants someone somewhere,

To show her that they care.

Her creativity is seen as insanity.

Her words a mindless rant.

But if they really listened,

Her whisper would be a shout.

If they’d hear what she’s saying,

It might just open their minds.

Because she is paying,

For the darkness in the world.

So she walks to the cliff edge,

Her arms spread out wide.

She just didn’t fit in,

Her true self she could not hide.
By 

Katie Haigh 

copyright@K.Haigh February 2017

Art by my daughter Ashleigh Haigh

Copyright@A.Haigh