So many misunderstandings.
People read too much into meaningless things.
If I don’t look at you when you speak
you assume I’m not listening.
When my body language
doesn’t do what you’d expect
or when I laugh in the wrong moment.
If I say something using the wrong tone
you may think I’m rude.
If I cannot speak
I must be hiding something.
Over and over,
we confuse each other.
When I take something you say literally,
or my brain skips hearing words as you say them.
Sometimes I need time to process.
If I don’t get it
we’ll both stay confused.
Sometimes I can’t explain myself.
Please trust me.
Sometimes I process things on a delay.
Maybe we can talk about it another day – maybe not.
I’m not ignoring you or trying to
leave you hanging.
If I look confused, I probably am.
Give me time to figure things out on my own.
Don’t treat me like a child.
A poem about Autism and misunderstandings. Being Autistic sometimes feels like nobody understands you. Other times you know instantly that some misunderstanding has occurred.