Written as a response to the poem "Jamie" (school assignment). Enjoy! |
I'm not normal. I don't understand if someone speaks to me. I can hear their lips moving, I can see sound, Piecing the two together is impossible. I have a world. A place inside my head, one only I can see. It's beautiful, this world of mine. I spend my days here. I can do anything, anywhere, anytime. I'm not trapped. I am not stuck inside my mind, inside my world. I just chose it over yours. It is much simpler. And also much more complex. I could come out. I believe I could join you, I could understand. I don't want to, I don't need to. It's too complicated. There is no pretending here, just being. Your mind is a maze. Twisting, turning, and changing. It's never the same twice, You are never the same twice. I forever stay the same. They think I'm stupid. Are being stupid, and different the same thing? Sometimes I think they are right, Then I see, If they truly believe that, the roles should be reversed. Reality hurts, But I have my parents, my friends. I love them, They see through my disability to the person, The one in the bubble. They never give up on me. I listen to them talking to doctors, The doctors say horrible things, They don't speak of me as a child, But as a disease. I'm not lost. If you believe in me, I can be found. When my parents speak to me, They don't speak to me as a thing, But as their child. Their child living with autism. |