The Autistic Child

Why canβt they see I cannot change the way I am,
I mean I really did try,
But God made me different and unique,
I sometimes ask him why.
If I appear peculiar,
There's nothing I can do,
You must accept me as I am,
As I've accepted you.
God made a casting of each life,
Then threw the mold away,
Each child is different from the rest,
Unlike as night from day.
So often we will criticize,
The things that others do,
But, do you know, they do not think,
The same as me and you.
Like me walking away whiles your still speaking will actually hurt you
Like my outbursts in class really disturbs you
Or Like I had to be 1 out of a few
Who brain donβt function like an actor calling out for a cue
So mommy donβt give up on me because I fail in each class
Especially P.E. class
Because Iβm not fast
Remember the quote the first should be last
But in my case last never pass
So she sent me out of class
Because to her Iβm acting like an ass
So God in all his wisdom,
Who knows us all by name,
He didn't want us to be bored,
That's why we're not the same.

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I'm all for rhymes, but please don't rhyme a word with itself.
It's my piece, I'm welcome to do as I want with it. ThanksΒ