Aspies For Freedom

I wrote this while I was at school, during a difficult time of my life. I used to write poems to help myself thru things. Not sure where the others are; I burned a lot of them. If I find any more, I'll post them.

The Girl Who Was Different.

The girl sat alone in the crowded classroom.
No-one wanted to be her friend.
Why?

She was too clever.
She didn't have a boyfriend.
She wore glasses.
She was too fat, and not pretty.

Not good reasons, but good enough.
For the popular crowd to pick on her.
And make her life a misery.

An empty place in the crowded classroom.
A name struck off the register.
A gang of girls with guilty faces.

A quiet place for the girl who was different.
A bottle of pills, a note on the floor.
The only escape for the girl who was different.

And the irony is, everybody deserved it but she, because she deserved better.
This thinking is too dangerous for us Aspies.  I am quite resistant, never actually had a suicide attempt, but many tried, and many succeeded.

At least the Phantom of the Opera died of natural causes (heart failure).

I never have actually either; I used to self harm but never once thought of suicide. Remember, I wrote this as a teenager; everyone's mindset changes. Now, I'm more hardened and cynical. I'd be more likely to end it with a killing spree.