Lost and confused in the land that is aspergers.
Hard to connect like me and some others in the social sea are ametuers.
Cannot connect
cannot correct
the things about me that make me so isolated
So onto other things I must inspect
Isolation, good at times.
Isolation. For fun with someone I pine.
Then there's love
Oh sweet love
I shall never see
or have a destiny
to be with someone who
love is true.
Aspergers, the syndrome I love and despise
Has a way of isolating me
I am not alone to be
This I must realize.
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