My brain
As a child
Was immaculate
Stored facts
Everything was in its place
I talked to grow ups with confidence
I never shirked
Confidence
In myself
Grownups
Surprised
Angry
At my insolence
Would tell me to go away
To go play with other kids my age
I tried
And tried
And tried again
But they deamed me
Weird
Freak
Nerd
I couldn't talk to them
About things I
enjoyed
Eventually
I stopped
I tried my best to become
Them
My brain
No longer immaculate
Grew
Dim
Messy
All to make them
Like me
I grew shy
Bowed my head when
I spoke
I no longer aproached
Grown ups
Yet still
I was now too
Shy
Reserved
And with ought confidence
For them
why?
What had I
Done
I destroyed
Myself for them
And I
Got nothing
In return