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Motivation for Autism..



The way I feel - Vivet Imperfecti, 

Like a paradoxical victim;
My life's coursing a lone path of distress;
I feel an insatiable load of emptiness;
An unfair neurological disorder;
Prefrontal Cortex - gone dead, all in sunder;
The more I fight to deny admission;
Much greater the pain of realization;
No one's really got the cure, there are no remedies;
All are just mere alleviation strategies;
Right from the moment of diagnosis, Like batters;
my hopes and vision shatters in clatters;
Realising I'm light years from social perfection;
What a painful actualization;
Wish no one had ever broken the reality;
Cos, I'd rather had preferred falsity.
Knowing I've got limits is like being tied to a large beacon;
A constant reminder of who I really am, beacons;
How unfair do life share it's skills?
Just like a twerp , my cognition is out of play;
Sensory retarded, Echolalia frequent;
Inability to express, What is life to live?

The night sky shows no light to those who desire no stars;
If you could only accept your fate;
You'll discover the great creativity you've got;
You're gifted above other,  maybe not social-wise;
Your brains has got more horsepower;
If only you could supply the fuel it needs;
Cognition is whack,  but you've got Clairvoyance;
Tune up your life, get your morale all the way up;
Loose hold the claim of being grounded in weakness
And burst through the boundaries of constrain;
Obliterate broken hopes and shattered vision;
Carefully constructively moulding realities.
Surely, there is no such way, to bring your condition to normal;
However, there's a way you can make the most out of abnormality;
Look to the bright side, someone always told me that;
You need to work up that exquisite trumpcard 1of yours;
And get yourself up from the puddle of self pity;
Created by tears which you should have never shed;
Mop it up,  Mop it up, I say;
Get Up For Your Your Moment Is Come.💪

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