Why… Autism Is Why.

Why do people say forever
When they mean a week or two
Why do people tell me I belong
When it seems I never do

Why do they use such wonderful words
And make me believe that they care
But then the words that they say, are quickly belied
Because when I turn they aren’t there

They tell me I’m normal, there’s nary a difference
Between me and the others they see
But somehow my normal just doesn’t quite measure
And they chose most anyone else over me

Autistic is just an excuse, so they say
You can do anything that I can
But when all I want is to just be their friend
Then I find that they’ve turned tail and ran

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