Poetic…..

It should be easy as ABC;

Living everyday with ASD;

I shouldn’t really be making a fuss;

About that late running and full bus;

I do let my emotions overflow;

Blunt and honest, but there you go;

Please don’t frown;

As my moods do go up and down;

Just like the English pound;

I get frustrated, annoyed, irritable;

But the evidence is irrefutable;

My mind is controlled by a disorder;

It often goes back over the border;

There from birth, ASD is there in my forties;

But sometimes I don’t make those sorties;

Outside, dealing with peeps;

But I have a lot of trouble, heaps;

In dealing with others, being in a room;

Having to make the first move, those feelings of doom;

Some days though, are better than most;

Time to get ready, now I’ve had my tea and toast;

Out into the dullness and grey;

Ready for what the world has to say;

This is me, this is who I am;

This poem is ending, with no amdram.

A.S.D Brooks

Author: allenbrooks44

44 year old adult living with Autism...