He was diagnosed with autism

As daunting as the name sounded

His parents were scared, frustrated

But never gave up

Now think about how we as adolescents grow up

Words swirling about us

Even if we fit the "norms" of society

But imagine how they grow up

Forever marked with a label

Distinguishing them from the "normal"

Does this diagnosis really distinguish them from others?

An alien to the world?

SILENCE

Take a minute to remember how you felt at your worse

When words were endlessley thrown at you

When you felt as though you were in the pit of the abyss

Now times this by a thousand

More like an eternity

These labels frustrate them from living their lives

They feel inadequate to our standards

But don't we all?

Don't we all have a moment of akwardness

Or feel like we want to be alone

Labels don't define them

We are all just people

And that is all