Cold winters taking over hot summers in my heart
Cool autumns taking over warm springs for my soul
Kins are becoming strangers as we grow
Kiths were open acquaintances the whole time
Acquaintances are becoming familiar strangers who learn I exist and learn my name out of the blue moon
I don't know how they know my name, as I don't know what their names are, yet or never
Romantic partners are few, that not one boy asked me to prom, but asked was I going to prom
Romantic partners were actually sexual partners the whole time, and did not want a romantic relationship
Thank God that all fails for these two boyish men....
We did not work out
I whether be single with buckets of ice cream, and bags and boxes of chocolates
Chit-chats, banters, small talks in superficial levels
Over meaningful conversations, discussions, and interests in deep levels
Due to autism are hard, causing the feelings of ostracism
I whether stay in my own "little world" than stay at the peripheral spot beside a "family group"
Of strangers on the holidays and my birthday celebrations
I whether stay in my own "little world" than stay at the peripheral spot beside a "friend group"
Of open acquaintances on school events and none of my social outings
In society, I am the nobody who everybody sees, but chooses not to see
Everybody whether keep it that way for the sense of their importance over my fake mediocracy
The invisible suffering that everybody does not have the ability to see, of something that is a part of me, causing the feelings of ostracism
Loners are rising up now
I wait for my time to end
YOU ARE READING
My Life in Poems
PoetryThere will be some triggers in some poems, but there is no abuse whatsoever. Finally completed. I think.