The days that go by

Day in and day out.

My words would cry

Don’t hurt me, don’t shout.

The loudness of everyone roars in my tiny little ears,

 Where I want to hear silence

And my mind to be clear.

At least that’s what it appears to be,

The world full of noise and people who criticize me.

The way I talk,

The way that I walk,

The way that I play,

The way I don’t say,

A word.

A simple word like hi or hello,

Or creating a conversation.

A challenge to be mellow,

To experience the sensation

The chance to live a “normal” life.

But a “normal” life to me

Is to be myself and be who I want to be

Chase dreams, sight see, be me.

But who am I?

I am just another boy, a man that has hard times to understand,

Communicate, talk, and even be with others to hold hands

The sounds all around me are far too much

I would like it to be silent

Nothing, maybe a hush

I am who I am and I am loved everyday

Life moves forward

All I want to do is stay.

Stay the same

Stay in the same place

Stay doing the same things

Stay with the ones I love.

I am afraid of change

What will happen, what will come next?

Where will I go, Who will I project

My love, my hate, my sadness, my frustration

I need someone to help me as things change,

I am not a baby no more, my life rearranged.

When I get older, I wish that all things remained the same.