I am finding it hard to be not normal. I think people don't understand that I have feelings too but I am not good at expressing them.
Sadness is a concentrated mass overtaking my soul. I want to fit nicely somehow somewhere but autism is a lonely existence where only the brave venture but cannot remain.
The end of the day I am left to my thoughts and normal still is a night dream. Day goes by and yet reality bites. Different mind difficult needs - my life as an outsider.
Maybe a star studded sky can forward an answer. Yes.