I'm Told
I'm told I'm an odd child,
Emotionless, but sensitive,
A people pleaser, but always say no,
Indecisive, but make "irrational" choices,
I'd say I'm just misunderstood,
But I guess that's just another word,
Another "excuse", for being weird.
I listen to the same two bands 24/7,
But I'm told that's abnormal.
I (sometimes) interrupt people,
Only because I never get to speak,
Yet I'm ignorant?
Always feeling anxious,
But "I'll grow out of it",
"No big deal!", "Don't worry about it",
That's what I'm told.
Because I overthink, I'm selfish?
Because I said no, I'm rude?
Because I didn't quite hear you, I'm thoughtless?
Because I revolve around music, I'm obsessive?
Because I stim and squirm around, I'm ADHD?
Because I'm "controlling", I'm autistic?
Because I'm all of this, I'm odd?
Well that's what I'm told.
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