I hate myself for talking
I inevitably do
And I wonder if you’d been so mean
If you really knew
That I would cry for hours
Hate myself for days
Stare blankly into mirrors
Until my worn eyes glazed
That for years it would haunt me
I’d replay the words I said
Your disgusted look
Tattooed inside my head
That I’d lie awake at night
Clawing at my skin
Because I hated what I knew
Was lying deep within
And I wonder if you’d been so cruel
Had you truly known
What it’s like to live with autism
How it feels to sit alone
Aug 6, 2020
Aug 6, 2020 at 11:14 PM UTC
I hate myself for talking
I inevitably do
And I wonder if you’d been so mean
If you really knew
That I would cry for hours
Hate myself for days
Stare blankly into mirrors
Until my worn eyes glazed
That for years it would haunt me
I’d replay the words I said
Your disgusted look
Tattooed inside my head
That I’d lie awake at night
Clawing at my skin
Because I hated what I knew
Was lying deep within
And I wonder if you’d been so cruel
Had you truly known
What it’s like to live with autism
How it feels to sit alone