One night,
I got in my car and I drove as far as I could until I found a dirt path
I had to leave my house
I was scared of my wrath
See?
A lot of times I’m so quiet that most people would think I’m mute
People take my innocence from me and then blame me for reacting to it
They’ll build me up and make me feel like I’m ten feet tall,
Only to remind me that I’m not even two-hundred pounds soaking wet and the wind could blow me over
It was dark
I had my gun in my lap and I was ready for a long awaited nap because mentally I was tired
Tears filled my eyes and I snot came running from my nose
The realization set it that no matter how much I do for people,
No matter how many times I change my ways and no matter how many personalities I create to fit their lifestyle,
No matter how much I mask my autism to make them feel more comfortable,
It’s not enough
It’s not enough that even though I hate loud noises I let them play music as loud as they can,
Even though it feels like...