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I'm NOT naughty, I'm autistic
Asking me to look you in the eye when you talk
Is like asking the child in the wheelchair to walk
You wouldn't do it so don't tell me
To brush my hair or go play PE
You get mad when I don't turn in my homework on time
But time at home isn't yours it's mine
I pay attention in class
I pass every exam
So what persay am I doing wrong?
Why do I get shouted at for staring at walls
In lessons if I'm already ahead of them all
I don't sleep at night and I play with the lights
There are codes on my desk and ladders in my tights
I really don't care but you seem to
You seem to have issues with everything I do
Yesterday was yellow and today is blue
So forgive me today if I can't talk to you
Difficult is as difficult does
Ask me to perform on stage and I could
But ask me to walk down a crowded street
And you'll find I'm way out of my league
Sometimes I'm late because I miss the bus
I did it on purpose the first was too full
I might throw a hissy fit in the middle of town
Because they've taken a poster down
It bothers me they're allowed to change my world
Without actually having to tell me first
You say that I'm rude when I don't laugh at jokes
But to me they're just not funny you know
Well I guess you don't because you still pick on me
For a huge imperfection nobody can see
Touch my shoulder, and yes I'll scream
You say I'm naughty I say you're naive
This whole situation makes me sick
I'm NOT naughty, I'm autistic
Asking me to look you in the eye when you talk
Is like asking the child in the wheelchair to walk
You wouldn't do it so don't tell me
To brush my hair or go play PE
You get mad when I don't turn in my homework on time
But time at home isn't yours it's mine
I pay attention in class
I pass every exam
So what persay am I doing wrong?
Why do I get shouted at for staring at walls
In lessons if I'm already ahead of them all
I don't sleep at night and I play with the lights
There are codes on my desk and ladders in my tights
I really don't care but you seem to
You seem to have issues with everything I do
Yesterday was yellow and today is blue
So forgive me today if I can't talk to you
Difficult is as difficult does
Ask me to perform on stage and I could
But ask me to walk down a crowded street
And you'll find I'm way out of my league
Sometimes I'm late because I miss the bus
I did it on purpose the first was too full
I might throw a hissy fit in the middle of town
Because they've taken a poster down
It bothers me they're allowed to change my world
Without actually having to tell me first
You say that I'm rude when I don't laugh at jokes
But to me they're just not funny you know
Well I guess you don't because you still pick on me
For a huge imperfection nobody can see
Touch my shoulder, and yes I'll scream
You say I'm naughty I say you're naive
This whole situation makes me sick
I'm NOT naughty, I'm autistic
Literature
Autism
Don't treat me like a patient
All I want to do is run around
Don't talk to me like I am deaf
I can hear it loudly, every sound
Please don't judge me
If you see me cover my ears
It's the way I block out everything out
All the threats and all my fears
I might not communicate like the rest of you
Or look you in the eye
You might tut and moan and bitch
But never ask me why
The truth is that I am different
I just want you to see
That I'm not rude, impolite or weird
Under it all, I am just me
Literature
Autistic
I was told far too much, for far too long,
that happiness was growing old,
growing up, finding a partner,
finding love.
commitment, college, good job,
stable career, climb up.
marriage, kids,
help them grow, retirement funds.
die happy.
I was never told that it was okay to watch
flashing lights for hours and hours.
To devote every waking thought to an interest,
a passion
Even if that's the same maths equation, piano piece,
day in, day out.
To laugh when you're sad, to cry when you're happy.
I was never told it was okay not to naturally understand others,
Literature
Autistic
I am autistic -- a "high-functioning" autistic. Does that mean I'm smarter than you? Probably, but trust me, it doesn't show. What does show is that I am definitely different from most of you. Not better, not worse, just different.
I don't think I'll bother with medical definitions of autism, or the variety of syndromes that belong to the very wide spectrum of autism. Google it, Yahoo it, or just ask Jeeves, if you want the more concrete definitions of autism. For my purposes, I just want to share with you what it's like to be me.
My sensory nervous system is like the ultimate electronic espionage device, gone horribly wrong. Take my sense
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Protip: Glare into someone's nose instead of looking right into the eye. NTs can't tell the difference!