Autistic

Oh, so how time goes. Just two months ago, I proved everyone wrong. I thought I was crazy, but I wasn't all along. I spent years looking for a missing piece Insisted that something wasn't quite niche. I screamed and I scratched, yelled and I fought Telling everyone who'd listen that something was arought "It's not true." They'd say. "I hardly believe it." Talk to the doctor, you fucking psychotic. Look at me now! Look who was right! It was me all along, I was right! I was right! I found a puzzle piece! A key to myself! And to think I never knew until twenty two. It explains a lot. It makes so much sense. I felt something was off and I knew in a pinch. All of this pain, all of this knowing, Could've I done better at things if people had listened?