Asperger's Syndrome

By Justin Reamer

My disability
Is a very
Real thing,
My dear friend,
And I must say
That it is rather
Hard living the way
I do,
For I cannot really
Tell what people want
If I am not on
My medication.

Yes, if you want to
I have ADD,
Tourette’s Syndrome,
And Asperger’s Syndrome,
But none of them is far worse,
Than that of Asperger’s Syndrome,
That form of autism that I have,
That is not low IQ,
But is much like Savant Syndrome,
Which makes me very smart,
But I must say,
It is hard
To be who I am today.

It all began with a head injury,
When I fell from a merry-go-round,
In 1994,
When I broke my skull,
And had surgery on me,
And had a metal cap placed
In my skull.

I had damage to my frontal lobe,
My cerebellum,
And my cerebral cortex;
I had bad balance,
And could not walk,
Until I was age two.

When I started school,
I had a problem,
For I had a learning disability,
For I was diagnosed
With ADD,
And Asperger’s Syndrome,
Which made it hard for me to learn.

ADD took my attention away,
So I could not focus on
The teacher when she talked,
And Tourette’s was fidgeting,
Sound making,
And seizure-like,
Whenever I was too stressed out.

The worst was Asperger’s Syndrome,
Which is the one I carry,
It is my form of autism,
Which makes it hard for me to learn.

Asperger’s Syndrome limits me,
For I cannot do certain things
That others can,
And I must say that it is hard,
Having a fool like me.

I could not communicate well to people,
For it gave me Selective Mutism,
For I could not talk to people
That I did not know,
And I was extremely shy.

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