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Aug 2017
I sit on the carpet, examining my toys
I see them in little detail you could never understand
Sometimes you take me to places and I feel a little lost
deep inside crowds of people, I hold on to your hand
when we sit in waiting rooms, I still hear the ticking of the clock
people look at me different, because I hear things they can not
when life’s rushing past me slow down please I say
it’s like everything’s in slow motion, I just see things a different way
other children they play, I start backing away
they see blue, I see green, these kids are different to me
everything starts to change, can’t it just stay the same ?
when I close my eyes, my whole world comes alive
we go out to the park, I swing on monkey bars
other kids want to play, so I just walk away
talk to me all the time, but please don’t look me in the eye
I don’t know how to cope with this gift that’s mine
Please don’t judge what you see, I just need room to breathe
When I get confused I deal with it differently
I live in a world where I have my routine
Please don’t make any changes to what we did last week
Mummy please leave the light on there’s monsters in the dark
Other people can’t see them, but they don’t see what I see
Every day is a fight to conform to what’s right
and fit in with these people who are different to me
When we step outside just stay right by my side
I’ll try my hardest to fit in to society
When I take of my clothes its’s sock first, fold them up nicely, you know my routine
If I could lend you my eyes for just two minutes you’ll soon see
This world you think that you know, is not what it seems
Tree’s are people made out of wood, and the bath I’m in is a sea
They can laugh if they want, but they don’t see what I see
Wrap me up real tight, read a bedtime story
About a magical world where people are like me
I see things in such detail they could never understand
Until I drift off to sleep, please hold tight to my hand
I’ll wake up another day tomorrow new challenges will come
Please don’t look at me different I don’t hurt anyone
when life’s rushing past me slow down please I say
it’s like everything’s in slow motion, I just see things a different way
Written by
Jay 1988  England
(England)   
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   Nakia
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