This poem- Trust- is found in [Autist]
I find this hard to say-
I never thought I was this way.
Every day I go without;
Not knowing what I’m missing now.
The trust I get and can receive,
But I am without this trifle need
To figure out what to do
To make others see my truth.
Forever I may fail to see
What trusting people brings to me.
I want to be the chosen soul,
That everyone turns to know.
Failure to bring about the end.
This trust is failing me before its sent.
Everyone sees nothing of my truth,
And I do not know what to do.