Why I am not like other children?
There are differences are hidden all over the world.
I can see colors that are still unseen,
I am in my world with a different tune,
Many are talking under the moon.
For me, it takes time to frame the words and turn them into a sentence,
Many are doing it in a snap of time.
I try to align my words in silence.
Sensory, noises and lights are like storms for me,
Many might not know.
I am different, few have noticed, and few have let it go.
I am carving for my place in space and time.
Please cherish me for who I am and the way I am,
In this big world.
Try to look into my eyes and you will see,
That I am also kind and loveable.
May, 2024
