My Aspie Smile
I have a little secret I wear upon my face
I keep it very near to me in a most convenient place
I hope you do not guess it, you might take me to task
I take it out and put it on, it's my "normal" NT mask!
It keeps the world from pressing in, it makes me look like you!
I wear it so easily you won't believe that it's not true
I laugh and nod and make my mouth do what passes for a smile
I walk and talk and do the stuff that makes me rank and file.
But underneath the artifice, I am bored with all your talk
your gossip and your " he said she said" at all of this I balk;
you're constantly rattling on about the least of things
your husband's warts, your baby's farts, your last romantic fling.
you're on and on about the rights of "people of the pod"
and force your strict conformity on politics, style, and God
your wars are fought with no regard for innocence or youth
you're quick to point with fingers gnarled at what you see as 'Truth"
You surround yourself with your selves with mirrored nurons flashing
and if I pipe up with another view, I'm sure to take a thrashing
you'll turn on me and tell me off, in all your stupidity
you'll call me weird, and cast distrust 'cause I don't mirror your cupidity
But I bear it all with stoicism, and onward do I march
to keep lock step with all of you when inwardly I lurch
you rub me wrong, you irritate, you scrape my nerve ends raw
you contantly regail me with what you did and saw
So if I inwardly rebell against the draw of luck
and stifle yelling to your face, you idiot! you suck!
and out from the cracks the rebellion wells and oozes
pardon me, by the genetic crap shoot, YOU are all the bunch of losers!
Merle
- allusion to a 1957 American movie "The Invasion of the Body Snatchers" where perfect people were cloned in a pod like peas.