A Journey Through Life With Mental Illness

High functioning autism is just a word to most. Receiving and having are two different word's. And so we try in having, as little attention drawn Too ourselves . Our teachers cannot read our mind's and parents Through thier ignorance cause more harm than good. The bullies were thus brutal as bullies will be, fighting Back was but trouble as trouble needn't be. Not able to speak or articulate word's as a child, confusion Was the word, the word of the day as from night. Hiding in the woods, open in school spankings from teacher's Back in those day's. As an adult it was thus to late , police and a record being misunderstood. Confessing to lie's to people you trust without mens rea, It mattered not. Anger , detachment was then a good friend, not knowing the Why until it was too late. And why now they ask , when they do not care, it leaves me in Fear . That I may loose where I live to those now afraid.