Poems written by Aspies

Aspergers ......a syndrome most people don't know It's found in a place where the bravest wont go. Happy though I long to be , locked up in myself for company. A place set aside and for others like me. I would like to escape, to run and to hide, but there is no way out as I have looked and have tried. You see, its not in a room that I find I'm confined, Just caught up in myself - some how in my mind. So on my own I now know that I am forced to be, So I guess you'll not want to swap places with me. Beautiful song on the wing of a bird, most beautiful sound that i've ever heard. If I were a bird, then i'm sure it would be, that the feeling inside would be one that was free, taking flight to a place, that I would want to go, then all that I feel would just make sense and go. Its with the simple things that I struggle you see. I would fly to a land with a knowledge pool, so vast so emense, to understand everything, would make so much sense, an impossible task that I ask this to be. But one thing I will ask.......is please understand me.