Autistic Adam 2 Poem by Paul Butters

Hello, Autistic Adam here again.
When I was a student
They taught me
That Autistic kids live
In a weird world of their own:
A place of mystery
Too strange to describe:
A bubble universe
Cut off from "normal" folk.

I couldn't picture what Autism was
Until, to my surprise
I learnt that I myself
Am Autistic.

So hard to describe,
But I can't read those social cues
Or innuendo.
Do you really like or love me?
Or are you being polite
Even two faced?
I cannot tell.
Does a coffee mean coffee?

Tell me to jump
And I probably will.
For I take things literally.
You say, "I'm in trouble! "
And I think you really are!
Be careful what you say.

I'm so full of fear, anxiety and anger
Yet cannot tell what words of mine
Might anger you.

I cannot understand women…
But oh, that's normal!
Haha.
But seriously,
People are baffling.

I have no girlfriend
Because I cannot tell
Between (them showing) interest and "being polite".
The Dating Game is way beyond
My comprehension.

I've never asked anyone out
As I wouldn't know where to take them
Or how to behave whilst we're there.
Relationships are way beyond me.
What on Earth is that about?
I need a Rule Book…
If she kisses me
Should I propose?
Just don't get it.
Better get a dog
Or cat.

I am a fictional character
As you know.
But I'm sure I'm a typical "case".
Even my creator
Has his own Autistic traits.
There's much of him in me.
And no I'm not referring to God here,
But who knows?
Maybe S\He is Autistic too
To some extent.

© PB 18\10\2019.