ASD Teenager in ‘care’

This is not the person you promised to save, This is not how she used to behave. ‘There’s no funding’ you say, but with an attitude Everyone thinking she’s just being rude I know she’s the product of her ASD and what you’ve put her through 17 placements in a few years simply won’t do.

Out of control

6 years ago I lost parts of my self From my heart, torn apart The cracks were showing before then, But I’d no way of knowing what, when 13 nights in a row, worrying, waiting Repeating her description, anticipating The worst 3 to shield, like sheep in a field, Counting them in at night Protected,

I love these toes

I love these toes, I love her nose and all that’s in between But it’s hard to keep sight of the girl she could have been Her life fermented, tormented, could’ve been prevented, So much heartache stays unseen