Autism. A palindrome.

I am differently abled Nobody would ever see I have Autism I am just me My disability hidden No one ever knows Autism is not my fear I am scared of people No one understands I suppose I look normal Is that wrong I am a nobody No one sees how hard I try I…… Continue reading Autism. A palindrome.

Listen. An autism plea.

It’s 2007 and I’m happy but crying Not really sure what I have become, but I’m holding the baby, I am now a Mum In the noisy room of the maternity ward, The air is sterile and clean, and the faces of crying mums and babies can be seen, And I’m feeling so old in…… Continue reading Listen. An autism plea.

They say….

I don’t think that I am different, I can do most things you do, They say that I have special needs, But I need the same as you. I don’t think my behaviour’s challenging, I’m just trying to communicate, They say that I am a naughty girl, My mum will set them straight! I don’t…… Continue reading They say….

My hero.

Our Young Carer. When I wake him he can’t believe its morning, He greets me with a stretch, still yawning, Blinking as his eyes adjust to the day light, Tired as his sister kept him awake all night, Climbing out of bed, grabbing his clothes, Creeping down the stairs on his tip toes, Trying to…… Continue reading My hero.

The storm. Meltdown.

When I am angry, I like to shout, It’s just the way my feelings come out. I say some things that are quite mean, I am brewing a storm; lets set the scene… My mood is foul, the skies turn black, The clouds are forming, there’s no way back, I bang and crash, my thunder’s…… Continue reading The storm. Meltdown.

How it is.

Sometimes I wish that people could see, A day through my eyes; what it’s like to be me. To spend all of my time doing things I am told, Will help my girl now as she grows to be old. To attend all the appointments that come in the post, To organise my day before…… Continue reading How it is.