The Purge
Struggling to be understood
Communication with no voice
Assuming he's not making the right choice
His body a prison, his mind a saint
Can't escape
Blood- boiling desire, useless dreams
His autism haunts him, almost bursting through the seams
Like a childproof bottle, can't open his mouth
The jaw- dropping words cease to come out
No threat, not violent towards himself
But his mentors don't let him express himself
Solitary confinement, false accusations, and awful interpretations
No need to slow down, no need to slur words
Just because his expression is off is no reason to purge at his unheard words
Take a moment, gaze deep into his eyes
Discover the genius you thought you would never find
Disappointment, desolation, forced inside for so long
Doesn't seem to be paying attention, you react instead of respond
Yelling, loosing patience in front of everyone
Making this boy feel even worse
Singling him out in front of his classmates, everyone he constantly strives to please
And for what? To be seen as no different, perfect in God's eyes
Put yourself in his shoes, walk his path
He has no choice but to continue living stuck inside his own hell
No say in the matter, impossible to get out
He's processing, genius, able to understand
Why can't you comprehend?
He's a normal man, trapped, living life like he's in a waste land
Stop showing disappointment and take a deep breath
That undetermined, lazy, difficult kid is without a doubt the most mysterious, amazing individual you have ever met.