In a world of noise and chaos,
Where everything seems to be on show,
I find comfort in my own little world,
A world that I only know.
My thoughts are like a symphony,
Each one playing its own unique tune,
A never-ending melody of complexity,
That often leaves me feeling immune.
But sometimes, the outside world beckons,
And I’m forced to step out of my shell,
To face a world that often confounds me,
A world that sometimes rings loud like a Bell.
Blending in with the crowd,
To act the way that I should,
But sometimes it all becomes too much,
And I retreat back into my own little world.
My mind is a labyrinth of wonder,
A place where anything is possible,
A place where I can be Aimee,
Without the fear of being judged by all.
I may be on the spectrum,
But that doesn’t define who I am,
I am unique and wonderful,
A shining star in a world of bland.
So, if you see me lost in thought,
Or dancing to my own beat,
Just know that I am happy,
In my own little world, so sweet.