I found out who I am at last, and who Ive always been,
Its puzzled me for so very long and the truth was never seen
I now know why I didnt fit in, and almost never have,
And why my default position, was always feeling bad.
It explains why friendship eludes me, and why other people see
A person so very different to the one I always see.
Why words I say , can shock me, with the way that they are taken
With such a command of language , I may as well be alien
Why I feel most times I,m in a bubble, floating through my days
With people dodging and ducking, and moving from my way.
To be misunderstood so long, has been a little draining
If it had not just worn me down, I,d keep up the explaining
But now the reason at last is out, and my puzzlement is through
Its not me I'm feeling sorry for, unfortunately it’s you!
So if you're not like others, and you live in a different place
If you find it hard to force a smile upon your face
If you find it hard to explain, that there is no harm being you
Don’t pick friends from other worlds, pick friends just like you.
