The way she talked about it was different
From my Mom or Dad or teachers at school
Who would blame me for for every incident
Of crapping myself without wanting to.
There were times when my Mom would get so pissed
She would make me sit on the toilet all day
With only one way of being dismissed,
She’d say “Shit where you should and then you can play.”
I was scared when I was moved to this house
With strangers who I thought would not understand
But, then when it happened they didn’t freak out.
Instead the housemother gave me her hand.
Looking at me, she said we should agree
That I could go whenever I felt the need.
Without Constipation and Overflow Incontinence