To Hear The Birds Sing

 I was not born this way,
It just dropped one day.
Gradually loosing more and more,
Will never be like before.
Hearing devices are no cure,
It is just a temporary restore.

I wish I could pretend it was okay,
Maybe magical words to say.
People just do not understand,
You have to experience it first hand.
Little things like using a phone,
I barely can hear the tone.

People scream and shout at me,
This hurts can't you see?
Tell me to clean my ears,
Like I haven't tried that for years?
I don't even know sign language,
Lip reading is my only usage.

Not everyone has the help they need,
Living in this world full of greed.
"What about insurance?" you ask...
Do you really think I missed that task?
It is rarely included these days,
Even with my annual raise.

So when I say I can not hear,
Do not look at me in fear...
Remember we just want the same,
Not to have to hide in shame.
Make awareness a positive thing,
So we can earn our new wings.