The Well

I live in a well How deep I can't tell this is not my choice I am not stupid , I can hear your voice Echoing off the walls in my mind In your emotions ,it is understanding I can not find overwhelming to me All that I see Your feelings flooding me inside I am unable to hide Or confide Get them confused My soul used Can't separate Horrible is that fate I can not find me at times Crimes Whatever Rhymes Who is me who is you Leaves me blue So I hide Till my fear does subside The bottom of the well Is all I can tell Autism, the unheard cry I do not understand why I thought For this I fought Beautiful mind buried, but nurtured just right Becomes a beautiful flower, when it finds the light