The view of the world by an Autistic Teenager (please read) |
Frightened,
Overwhelmed. Silently, Huddled, In a corner, In a ball. Trying to get away, Trying to block out, Noise, Light, Family, Friends. The ones I care for, Scare me. I don’t know why, I just want something, To hold, To comfort and soothe me. People’s weird looks, Scare me. I try to, Curl tighter, Get farther away. Nothing helps. ‘cause, I’m different. This is not a joke. It’s not a lie. It’s the truth. Even when I’m laughing With my friends, It’s just waiting for Something to trigger it. Bringing out all my fears. Changing me. It’s not a mood swing, It’s me. Then darkness calls, With it’s peaceful silence, Hiding me from my fears, Ready to pounce when I emerge. While they haunt me, I will defend myself, Against anything which Looks scary, Or threatening. I welcome anything, Which will comfort. I’m not crazy, I’m not a baby, I’m not stupid or dumb, I’m smart, I’m a teenager, I’m autistic. |