Sorry for being so inactive, I've been really busy irl. But... I have big things planed for you guys. Any way here's the poem. Words. Sometimes words are natural, Most times they're not. My brain and my mouth are not one. They are two seperate beings. Disconnected. Isolated. Detached. They refuse to agree. To communicate. I think things, But can't say them. I want to, But the words won't budge. So I sit there, Or stand there, Silent. People wait, Expecting answers I can't give them. Not in that moment. Sometimes they get angry. Or maybe it's another emotion. I don't know. People usually don't like when others don't respond, or look like they're not listening. I am listening, Most of the time. But it all just makes me more OVERWHELMED. So many thought and emotions, Swirling around inside me. But no words escape. Sometimes I say the wrong words. Sometimes I say too many words. That's how words work, For me.
Credit to me for the poem, I made this so please don't steal it. It took me ages. Also this is a free verse poem, about how my brain works with words. I have diagnosed autism btw.
