Me
Speak to me
Even when I don’t speak back
Speak to me
Even though I won’t make eye contact
Speak to me
Even when my speech doesn’t make sense
Speak to me
Even though you think that I am weird
I can’t help it
When I can’t understand your words
I can’t help it
When I annoy you with my actions
I can’t help it
When my senses get overloaded
I can’t help it
When people realize I am not like them
That’s just who I am
I don’t make friends easily like other kids
That’s just who I am
I isolate myself because it’s so much easier
That’s just who I am
I repeat myself and talk too loud to know that I am heard
That’s just who I am
I can’t ever say that I am the same as you
Could you ever really accept me?
Accept that I don’t like to touch other people?
Could you ever really accept me?
Accept that I prefer reading and music over people?
Could you ever really accept me?
Accept that I get overwhelmed quicker than most?
Could you ever really accept me?
Accept that I am different in so many ways?
It’s just what I do
I freak out with bright lights and loud noises
It’s just what I do
I eat my food in a very strict way
It’s just what I do
I stick to my rituals and I never stray
It’s just what I do
I do things that you will never understand
I don’t like it
When you touch me and mess with my hair
I don’t like it
When too many things happen at once
I don’t like it
When I am forced into social situations
I don’t like it
When you point out my idiosyncrasies
Because that’s me!
The girl that listens to voices in her head
Because that’s me!
The girl that sees everything in patterns and hates surprises
Because that’s me!
The girl that just wants to be left alone
Because that’s me!
The girl with Asperger’s
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