Autism Speaks is a group of neurotypical people who started a foundation about Autism and trying to find a cure.
that’s like if a group of white people started a group called “Asians Speak” about Asian people and trying to find a cure.
Whut.
people used to stop me from flapping my hands.
today i sat down on the couch, and did it for the first REAL time in a while.
I smiled, felt giddy, and repeated.
i’m happy being me.
hello internet
you should probably just scroll down and read away from this and i will probably just delete it when i am more coherent
it is 4AM and i am having a panic attack and/or autism fit
i am rocking back and forth and my hands [when not typing] are flapping so hard i’m worried i’m going…
are you ok? =[
i’m not proud to be used
not proud to be me
caged like a bird,
wings clipped, with brainfreeze.
i’d be proud to be you
because who wouldn’t be?
but i’m lacking the words
to express “i’m not free”
I can think if i want to,
and frankly I don’t even care
it’s a pain to be different,
i’m the germs in the air.
It might make you quiet,
sigh, or roll your eyes.
but though I may be strange
I wish I had a clear mind.
No pride of being different,
lacking the sheep brain.
But sometimes I dream
Of being enslaved-
just like the masses,
who think they are free.
I want to be a lie
and live on TV.
Cause sometimes it’s hard
to think and be true
but i guess that’s just me
wishing i was just you.
