Being autistic is like,
Running a race but not knowing where you are going.
You cannot see the other runners,
All running towards the same place
The world around you
Feels confusing and beautiful at the same time.
You are in a world
That is still learning to accept you.
Our minds are a unique and chaotic web,
That only makes sense to us.
Being Autistic is not easy,
But I would not have it any other way.
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