In my book, Unforgiving, Memoir of an Asperger Teen, I include a couple of poems. Here is one that arose from a Business Networking Meeting I attended every Friday. It’s just how I felt, being an Aspie on the outside of all the conversation:
Asperger Me.
I do not wish to tip toe around the polite perimeter of social exchange,
To avoid intimacy and understanding.
I do not wish to abstain from participation in the
socially connected sea of humanity;
to be silent when I am eager to speak,
To smile with others without knowing why,
Or listen to the negative impreachments of my peers.
I wish to connect
To find and open the portal to your innermost reality.
To hear you speak in words
as true and distinct as your heartbeat,
To know you for who you truly deeply be.
That’s what I wish, Asperger Me!
Yours truly,
Margaret Jean.
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