When I was young with so much fun how little did I know.

What lay ahead well no one said what life was going to show.

My feelings were definitely showing deep down;

      it hurt me inside, through prejudice, ignorance and rejection;

      it certainly affected my pride.

I would stand at my window some nights, with the stars and darkness showing.

I know deep inside what my feelings were like

As the tears from my eyes kept a-falling.

Life in your Teens you are Full of Beans mixing with the opposite sex.

But to gain respect it can take effect on your own personal complex;

to accept this Hidden affliction with people, well people just don't understand.

They think you are mentally queer, because you are told to hold your own hands and not any girl's hands as they were told not to hold your hands as they might get the illness.

I would stand at my window some nights with the stars and darkness a-showing.

I know deep inside what my feelings were like.

As the Tears from my eyes kept a-falling.

Sacred disease, the Romans at that time would call it the Falling Sickness, would then be followed by Epilepsy which is the common description to-day. (While education is far from complete)

Poem by Bill Nugent