Hidden Disability; If I grew a third hand.

If it so happened I grew a third hand,
I’d have a disability you’d all understand,
I wouldn’t need to explain, or put up a fight,
Or argue why I think the diagnosis is right.

It would be there, on display, for all to see,
Confirmation of how things are different for me,
But because mine is hidden out of your sight,
You take one look at me and assume I’m alright.

You judge my parents when you see my behaviour,
I hear them say that they feel like failures,
But I am not being naughty, it’s just I can’t cope,
I am on my way down a slippery slope.

I haven’t got Autism stamped on my head,
My signs and symptoms are often misread,
But because you can’t see it, you don’t understand,
I sometimes wish that I did have that third hand.

Autism is hidden but it’s a big part of me,
It would be so much better if people could see,
If they could understand, and be more aware,
That just because it is hidden, doesn’t mean it’s not there.


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