I thought I could add some poetry
Here's one I made
How
Autism
As I walk to metro I feel it's weight all around upon my inner self I utter not a sound Do I curse to the heavens for this my test called life Do I will away those whom dear I hold. rembering in wisdom all that glitters isn't gold. How can i\we errace the stigma mortals have eyes on
Do I say honestly I couldn't help being born this way
The answer comes to me softly like the cooing of a dove it is a thing we all process
It is a thing called love
