Irregular Shape

Feel
The judgement
In their eyes
Mention autism
See them orbs roll

Becomes
A dirty word
We are in the underbelly
Drenched in the bile
Of their contempt

Fuck the life struggle
The irregular shape
That won’t fit
Quantified labelled boxed
To satisfy society

Minds possessed
With different thoughts
Outside looking in
Classic hermit
Who shuns the world

Our circle of connection
Is atom sized
For splitting the fear
Takes more energy
Than you can comprehend

We remain on the fringe
A curiosity at best
Performing seals
Poked and prodded
Analysed and discarded