Sometimes, I wish I was the autistic one. Then the pressure wouldn’t be so high.
Instead of hearing: “A 79? That’s below your usual marks.”
I’d get: “70? Wow! That’s great! Congratulations!”
Sometimes, I wish I was the autistic one. Then I wouldn’t get in trouble for the little things.
Instead of: “Aw, come on!” When I stacked the dishwasher wrong,
I’d overhear: “I know it’s frustrating, but she doesn’t know any better.”
And then they’d offer to show me how to do it the right way.
Sometimes, I wish I was the autistic one. Then I would be tolerated more.
Instead of: “Yeah, you told us that joke three times already.”
They’d just laugh again.
Sometimes, I wish I was the autistic one, so I could ignore people without coming across as rude.
People would have more patience with me.
People would feel a natural inclination to be nicer, and more helpful to me.
If I were the autistic one, I’d have the luxury of being oblivious to the harsh comments directed towards me, not understanding that I was the topic of a cruel joke.
Sometimes, I wish I was the autistic one, so I’d get the extra attention, and not be left in the dust.
Where I am now.
Thoughts?
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Welcome to Allpoetry
I appreciate your point.
But if you think about it, you have the ability to do a lot of things that your sibling/s will not.
You need to speak to your parents and explain how you eel about this and why it makes you feel so lonely and unimportant.
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no, you don't want to be the autistic one....
what you need is to shine on your own, faulty or not, and accept that for a while, you are not the center of the universe
It will all change...life is like that. This was interesting to read...makes me think you have someone close to you who actually is autistic. Keep writing - Lane
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