Spastic or Something (feat. Vanessa Chacon)
The Ableist
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I saw a girl with palsy Being spoon-fed by her father While others looked on at them I tried to eat my meal I'd remind myself of how to chew And the proper way to swallow Not all of us were born in forms We would have fucking chosen Who am I to think that I'm cut from a flesh like hers? Yet who are you to claim what it means to dwell in my bones? I've never had a reason to live One not to die is what got me by I grew tired of being defined So I refined my absurdity The rest of you dismissed me as Merely 'spastic or something' I've never had a reason to live One not to die is what got me by With utensils in my hands A chatter and an echo channeled through me This noise, a voice, segued itself Into thoughts of examination I seek to avoid I know you've been invalidated by those of the mind that no one can tell What they neglect to actualize extends beyond their perception Combatting your cognition and harnessing the hemiplegic nature of your being While they pass judgement through their own lack of comprehension But no longer can these almost solipsistic suicidal notions Slip off your tongue and slide under your breath, in consequence Who am I to think I'm cut from a flesh like hers? Who are they to claim what it means to dwell in your bones? Right then, out of the corner of my eye I witnessed the food dripping out of her mouth, and down to her chin While I sat there, selfishly attempting to write the words to this song, about the last heart I had to break It came to me then, this change in tone, in the midst of a very deliberate wipe of the right corner of my own mouth But it's what I'd be doing after lunch that struck me most I'd be answering to a man who held the capacity to mock the walk of one of our disabled peers And invasively prod about the exaggerated grasp of my handshake And though I may not know my own strength, I am certain he never will Men like that will fight to infect us with their moral vacancy Why bother with them, when we can empower each other, and those like that girl Who, let my spastic ass assure you, can aspire to greatness? The people we are, are so much more than the prey they perceive us to be And if you know me, and you want to use this song to tear my life apart - I welcome you to do it Because the words that I write, and this microphone that I hold are all that I'll ever need to stand between me And ending my life I'll never need a reason to live This one not to die is how I'll get by We're all done with being defined We can refine our absurdity Let the rest of them dismiss you and You can build yourself from nothing You don't need a reason to live Find one not to die and you will thrive
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