Misunderstanding, confusion, anger
This is my young autism

Sitting on the edge of my bed watching them
float like they fly
Up, down, left, right, triangles, circles, octagons
They're my mini family I keep in my room in a glass and H2O
I love them and I think they love me too
Can they love

Colors get in my head
Green, blue, and brown
I see these as I look into the tree
No, that's not all
Light, dark, lighter dark, and darker light
They're the same color as the others but different
Are they a family
Do they love each other

Why do they say those words to me
We're at recess, aren't we supposed to have fun
I'm not having fun
They look at me different from them
Why aren't we friends
Am I different from them
I look like them
Is it because I'm fat
They call me fat, so is that why they hate me