Aspies For Freedom

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Somewhere out there, Somewhere free,
I see myself out of misery,
I know the misery stays with you
as long as you are there with it.
There is a place I know and
there is a time I know
that will drift me far far away
from misery.

Sometimes I get down, Sometimes I smile,
Sometimes I cry really hard,
Sometimes I even get angry ...
Sometimes I see myself in the mirror
and sometimes I just look away.
But, Sometimes just sometimes,
I must see the brighter side of the mirror.

The mirror reflects to what the world
sees in me.
Even if I don't like what I see,
A taperecorder that tapes my voice talking,
tapes me doing the things I am saying,
even though I am ashamed of my voice,
which carries me through
this grand ole' life.

I must accept who I am,
what I look like, and what I even sound like,
since that is who I am and what I will be till
I am old and gray grandfather sitting on my bed.
Life is true, Life is pleasant, but most importantly
Life can have positives with negatives,
it just so happens that this is what me and my fellow Aspies
with the NT's have to deal with.
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