VoidCat
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Trigger warning-ableism, abuse suicide and cutting.
Title: Ableism.
Call me a burden, call me a freak,
Am I the one that's crazy?
I used to wish to disappear,
To go to sleep and never wake,
But then I realized,
That there’s joy in who I am.
Call me a burden, call me a freak,
Am I the one that’s crazy?
I used to listen as they talked,
Saying that I’ll never make it,
That I’m worthless,
I’ll never learn to live on my own.
As if I wasn’t there,
Right in front of them.
Call me a burden, call me a freak,
Am I the one that’s crazy?
My family would make me feel shame,
For stimming when happy.
And if I mentioned something more than once,
Tell me that I’m obsessed, that no one cares.
My interests never mattered anyway.
Call me a burden, call me a freak.
Am I the one that’s crazy?
My family made me out to be a burden,
And feel shame,
For my disability.
My legal guardian
Told me if I wanted to kill myself,
They would hand me a razor,
And turn a blind eye.
Then wondered why at 14,
I attempted suicide.
Call me a burden, call me a freak,
Am I the one that’s crazy?
I found a community that cares,
I learned from them,
That stimming is okay,
Speaking through a computer is fine.
That being autistic is nothing to be ashamed of.
It’s a different way of being.
So I’ll say,
Call me a burden, Call me a freak,
I’m not the one that’s crazy.
Who I am is who I am.
And I say:
An autistic child deserves to be accepted
For who they are.
Don’t dare stop them from stimming.
Don’t dare take their voice.
Or I…
I..
(Silence)
Trigger warning-ableism, abuse suicide and cutting.
Title: Ableism.
Call me a burden, call me a freak,
Am I the one that's crazy?
I used to wish to disappear,
To go to sleep and never wake,
But then I realized,
That there’s joy in who I am.
Call me a burden, call me a freak,
Am I the one that’s crazy?
I used to listen as they talked,
Saying that I’ll never make it,
That I’m worthless,
I’ll never learn to live on my own.
As if I wasn’t there,
Right in front of them.
Call me a burden, call me a freak,
Am I the one that’s crazy?
My family would make me feel shame,
For stimming when happy.
And if I mentioned something more than once,
Tell me that I’m obsessed, that no one cares.
My interests never mattered anyway.
Call me a burden, call me a freak.
Am I the one that’s crazy?
My family made me out to be a burden,
And feel shame,
For my disability.
My legal guardian
Told me if I wanted to kill myself,
They would hand me a razor,
And turn a blind eye.
Then wondered why at 14,
I attempted suicide.
Call me a burden, call me a freak,
Am I the one that’s crazy?
I found a community that cares,
I learned from them,
That stimming is okay,
Speaking through a computer is fine.
That being autistic is nothing to be ashamed of.
It’s a different way of being.
So I’ll say,
Call me a burden, Call me a freak,
I’m not the one that’s crazy.
Who I am is who I am.
And I say:
An autistic child deserves to be accepted
For who they are.
Don’t dare stop them from stimming.
Don’t dare take their voice.
Or I…
I..
(Silence)
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