I wish I could understand the world

The people on it, out of control

They say I’m “different,” they call me “rude”

I don’t understand them; I wish I knew

Why do they react so strangely to the things I say?

They always want things to go their way

And when they don’t, they lose their minds;

They think their feelings re the same as mine

I know sometimes I’m cynical,

I wish that I were typical

But why is difference perceived as wrong?

Why can’t we all just get along?

Why must they treat me differently?

Our world collapsing in entropy

I guess I’ll always be “different”

Just another neurodivergent