Different rules for different people,
Just expect that
I tell myself,
I cant you can.
The things you hate about me,
Are the things you are.
When I'm loud its annoying,
When your loud
Your just loud
No one bats an eye.
You get mad at me for arguing,
But when you do it
Its just stating an opinion.
But if I mention this
You get mad
So it must be,
Different rules for different people.

I’m too loud
Everyone knows it’s just a fact
I try to be quite
I really do
But I have to yell over the sound of my brain

I see people talking
So, I do to
But I’m talking to much
My mouth was barely open

Every word I say seems wrong
I’m sorry for it
I truly am
I’m sorry every single time

I hate they way the words never come out right
I hate how there aren’t words for my thoughts

I knock over things
I leave stuff behind
I break everything I touch
I wear the wrong uniform
I upset you
I spill stuff
I lose stuff

My presence is to loud to wrong
So sometimes I stop
No talking
No existing
I leave for hours
My absence is quite

I take pills to manage my anxiety
To stop my anger
To crush my emotions
My panic
It never truly works

I want to be alone forever
I’m happier alone
Away from everyone my existence hurts
Away from embarrassment and shame

So, leave me alone in the garden
Leave me alone with my head
My head understands
And suddenly I’m not loud
I’m just me