Poem
~This is a fictitious poem written by an adolescent boy with autism.~




I Am

I am autistic

I wonder if I will ever be like the other kids

I hear the wheels in my head turning as I try to think of something to say

I see myself talking to those I barely know

I want to be able to play with everyone on the playground

I am autistic

I pretend that I am just like the other kids

I feel like I am trapped in a cage sometimes

I touch the bars that keep me from playing and talking with everyone else

I worry that I will never escape

I cry because these bars have kept me trapped for so long

I am autistic

I understand that I cannot do this alone and I will need some help

I say that one day it will be okay

I dream about running on the playground with all of my friends

I try my best to let people know that it is alright to talk to me

I hope that one day I will not have to worry about any of this

I am autistic





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