You do not know how I feel
What autistic child feels but won't tell you
By Olga MoyseyenkoPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
You say - let’s go to the light,
I see it as too bright.
You say - what a good sound,
For me it’s just too loud.
You say - what a nice smell,
I really do not feel well.
You want give a touch,
For me it may be too much.
When you like a new flavor
Please make me a favor:
Just introduce,
And let me to choose.
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Comments (1)
This was a great way to encapsulate complex feelings. A different world view that not all of us can understand.