My Little Poetry Book

oof

I feel like if someone cared, I wouldn't be the way I am today.
But I'm kinda glad I am the way I am.
Because that happened to attract him. And he's all I need. I know I used to be greedy, but now I'm great full. I used to be mean, but now I'm kind. All because I understand. My disorders and my past make me understand what people are going through, Because I've been through it too. Maybe not the exact same thing, but similar things.
I have empathy for things I used to not care about. When people cared, I was so evil. But then they stopped caring. Now I'm friends with that autistic kid I used to make fun of. Now I know that my best friend is a kind soul.