A look at what a child can be saying within their hearts.
It’s not my fault why I act the way I do.
It’s not my fault I can’t communicate my thoughts,
My feelings, and desires to you.
It’s not my fault I cry, kick, and scream
For me it is a bad dream.
You think because I am slow I don’t understand what’s going on.
You don’t think I know it makes me look when I can’t control what I can?
My brain is very fast, and it scares me to, I am sorry you think that way to.
I see the pain, the hurt in your eyes.
All who know me, I feel sad when I can’t tell you what I want, need or have.
I wish I could tell you what I want and need.
I wish I could let you know my thoughts and dreams.
I’m sorry I don’t mean to be hard or difficult
It’s just that I don’t what else to do.
I hear prayers from those I love.
Sent to my Heavenly Father above.
Somehow it makes me feel better because
I know that my life is no all the way it should be.
But one day, very soon I will be able to tell you what’s in my heart.
And I can’t wait to tell you thank you for all you’ve done.
And that I love you for what you’ve done for me.
I need you for what is left to be done.
Don’t stop hugging me,
Loving me, and talking to me.
Gently at times and rough the other times.
Don’t think I blame you for what I have.
I know you’re assured and so am I.
One day we won’t have what I do have.
And that is Autism.
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