Mock Me


Tormented soul,
Tormented soul,
He is broken,
More then most people know,
Everyone mocks his name,
It's causing irreversible pain,
Unlike you,
He has an autistic brain,
Wishing for a way to be treated the same,
The tragic irony is,
He's not as dumb as most people think,
Open your eyes,
Realize what your doing,
That autistic man is me.

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