I am a slave to my own anxiety
It even destroys the simplest things
Everything that everyone takes for granted
Becoming a problem for me it paralyzes me
There is no cure for my illness
It is not a disease, it is a lifelong curse
There is no magic cure
So why is it so difficult for others to accept and understand
I'm not a disease I'm who I am and I can not change
You say I have a disability I say I have another ability
You made me a slave to my own anxiety
Who I am in your eyes
I'm not what you think I am
You do not know me, The real me
You judge me, accuse me
You guess everything they say about me is true
You never gave me a chance or an opportunity
To feel safe and secure in your presence
You just look and stare with your judgmental eyes
Judging me for my insecurity and anxiety
It's all because of my disability
So look behind my autistic problematic
Then maybe you will see the real me !!
Take away my tears my pain my fear and anxiety
Take it all away from me break this chain of suffering
Make it stop !! make it disappear clean my wounds
Make me whole again make me see a better way
Open my eyes my heart make me feel something !!
Who is that staring at me Blood red eyes a soulless smile so familiar!! So twisted and tormented I see the fear, the scars, the smell of dec...
