Perception (Mr. Rich I think this one might be worth your time)

But you don't know what it's like when you try
and you try and you try and you never get there.
Because, Because you were born perfect and I was born
like this and you're perfect. People like you don't know
People like you don't know what it's like to get hurted
because you don't have feelings People like you don't
feel anything.

That is Sam's opinion in probably my favorite scene of "i am sam" his words are followed by Ritas expression of her own failures:

You think you've got the market cornered on human
suffering? Let me tell you something about people
like me: People like me feel lost and little and ugly
and dispensable. People like me have sons who hate
them and I've screamed and screamed horrible things
at him, a seven year old, because he doesn't want to
get in the car at the end of the day. And then he looks
at me with such anger and I hate him then. 'I know I'm
failing you I know I'm disapointing you I know you
deserve better but get in the f'ing car' it's like every
morning I wake up and I fail and I look around and
every body seems to be pulling up but somehow I... I...
I...can't. No matter how hard I try some how I'll never be
enough.
Every time I watch this scene I cry because I understand how they feel, both of them. There are those days where I try and try and try but I can't do it, I can't be good enough, but everyone else seems to be doing just fine in their perfect little worlds. I think everyone has days like this, days where it seems that they are destined to fail. So it seems, after all of that crying I should hate this scene, but I don't. There is something about the way it can connect me to Sam and Rita, it makes me know them and know that I am just like them. Even when I feel that I can only fail, I can make it. See here's the thing: life is not about always feeling good about yourself or being perfect, it is about trying as hard as you can, and even when it is so hard that you KNOW you can't do it you still try until someday you do it, and it feels so good that you want to laugh and you want to cry because you feel so amazing and you never want it to go away.
Sam believes that he is the one imperfect man and that everyone else is doing better than he ever could. But he is wrong. A disability does not make you less of a person. I can connect with Sam, I have no disability, but there are times when I think there must be something wrong with me because nothing works out right. On good days (most days) I remember my dreams and my capability. I am worth something. There is no one who is worthless, we see the world as being full of perfect happy people while we feel dejected and overworked, and they think the same of us. How can we believe that we are worse off than anyone else when we don't know what goes on in their heads?
I think that we know how we feel, and that is first priority. We believe that our feelings are so deep and real that no one could possibly understand, and if they don't they must not feel, at all. Then we justify, if they do not feel than they do not have problems, if they are problemless than they are perfect, and their perfection makes them happy, beautiful, intelligent, and a little bit pompous. So whats the deal? How can we really believe that there are normal people who don't feel at all? We don't. We just can't make ourselves believe that they might understand us.