I am me
a poem about autism from and ASD individuals prospective
I jump
I flap
I squeal
I squeeze
I chew
I fall
I cry
I hit
I spin
I dream
I organize
I love with or without words
I am me, I am who I am
We can only be who we are
Come into my world and I can show you all your colours.
I am looked upon with assumptions applied.
I am spoken about but not included.
I am told things that are irrelevant to me. I cannot understand.
I am seen but sometimes not heard. Or I am heard but not seen.
I am not trying to be someone who they want me to be. I am just trying to be me. All I know is how to be me.
I am happy to be me my world is complete and scary.
Every one else seems weird or frightening.
I try to understand how other people live and who they want me to be.
But that can never be but after all I was born to me.
About the Creator
Sophie larissa
I have beautiful children and an amazing other half. They are more than enough for me. They are my reasons for doing what I love.
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