The Asperger child

With a heavy heart and troubled mind,

he thinks of how he failed again.

Wanting to reach out,

but ending up to hurt instead.

In a maze he walks around

Not able to find the exit gate

"What if there is none to find",
he asks himself
"What will I do then?"

With a troubled heart and a heavy mind

he does raise again.

To walk around in his constant maze

Thinking slowly to himself;

"The crime I did was to show myself

And that is not a pretty sight."

Cause the anguish tantrum of an Asperger child

Can bring the devil to his knees.

So he walks around without a goal

In that closed maze of his.

Cause there is now way for an Asperger child

To say “I´m sorry” when words run out.

And there is no way to go back in time

And heal what he teared apart back then.

On the ground he sits
with a puzzle in his hand.

A puzzle
he can not put together again.

Cause this is the trouble for an Asperger child;

Even though
he can learn and teach

about quantum physics and molecular structure

He can not put a simple puzzle
back together again.

“I need help with this!” he is crying out

But there is no one there to hear.

Cause what no one can understand

Is why a clever child
Would build a maze around himself, 

and never find his way out again.

When no one can hear him

He goes silent again.

Building a bubble around himself

To protect him from making that same mistake

“Cause no one can love me" he silently thinks

"When all I do is to cause trouble and pain."