This Is Not Something I chose,
Being Trapped Here In A Mind That Will
Never Truly Understand,
Acting An Age Much older Than My Soul,
Seeing Things In An
Abstract Manner,
AlwaysThe Odd Ball In
This Playing Field,
Never To Be Loved,
Needed,
Or Seen
By Anyone,
Ever,


Yeah This Life Sucks,
And
Yeah I Wish I Wasn’t So
Different,
But,
I’m Never Going To Change,
I Will Not Let This Define Me,
And While I Can’t Change,
The World Around Me Will,
Maybe
Just Maybe They Can
Learn To Love,
Need,
And See Me,
Not The Part With Autism,
But Who I Am
And What Does Define
Me.