Maybe then they would try to Listen a little closer
But I wear the silent bells now Calling with my empty voice
The room gets bigger But I feel suffocated
Fidgeting with no fingers Bleeding nails of yesterday
Or mere seconds ago I spin walk around in an oval shape with edges
Sometimes I wish for an open wound Needing care
People bring bandage to a funeral And flowers to a wedding
Pictures of the beautiful ****** Ignoring the anxiety cloud of a Girl
I get through the sorl of breaths and coffe The sounds of the red light klonking loudly
Breaking through my headphones
Sometimes I really wished they could see See my constant struggle to survive in this neurotypical World
Sometimes I get frustrated by the fact that my autism is invisible to the naked eye. My daily and minute by minute struggle of life. Every autistic person is different, I am still exploring all of my autistic and ADD sides and finding new versions of stimming, fidgeting and difficulties that I have unconsciously been masking.