Nothing,
Gets me,
Down,
I’m always,
Happy,
Smiling,
At everyone,
I meet,
Yet,
People,
Seem,
To turn away,
From me,
As I greet,
Them,
Alienating me,
I can’t communicate,
Like everyone else,
I can only use simple,
Singular,
Words,
To make my life easier,
They don’t understand,
What it’s like,
Living,
Inside,
A yellow bubble,
Feeling rays of sunshine,
That makes you smile,
Yet,
The outside world,
Is confusing,
Busy,
It’s puzzling,
At times,
When people,
Shout my name,
And I don’t answer,
I’m busy,
Trying to understand,
This bright yellow bubble,
I live in,
Because everything is different,
Even something simple,
Like a party,
Can cause,
Me to be anxious,
Frightened by,
The loud noises,
Confused,
At the bustling bodies,
Dancing,
To the beat,
Of the music,
Their dancing,
Watching me,
I avoid eye contact,
In this seemingly,
Happy yellow world,
I like to be alone,
I prefer,
To play with my toys,
My way,
Not anyone else’s,
I don’t like change,
Any change at all,
Causes me to be scared,
Confused,
Lost,
I want to escape back,
To my happy,
And safe,
Place,
I usually,
Want to,
Flick my fingers,
In order,
To cope,
Other times,
It’s just habit,
I’m in this yellow,
Bubble,
For life,
There’s no freedom here,
Yet,
I’m still happy,
All,
I can wish for,
Is that the world,
Stops changing,
And takes it slow,
So,
I can adapt,
All,
I can ask,
Is that someone,
Anyone,
To be there,
For me,
At the end of the day,
To guide me,
Through life,
To help,
Me,
Solve,
The unsolvable puzzle,
Of the yellow bubble
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