14 years old and still lost in time.
Dark brown hair almost always in a high ponytail.
Blue eyes desperately avoiding the gaze of others.
Long, strong legs that belong in an ice rink.
Feet that curl in, even they look shy.
High-functioning autism, social anxiety, and a little bit of OCD to top it all off.
My world is numbers
I probably won’t talk unless you talk to me first.
When I do talk, it might not make sense to you.
But it will to me.
The perfect moment
Is when I understand.
If I don’t,
I’ll quietly go up in flames.
Don’t worry though.
Just pretend I’m not here
And I’ll do the same to the rest of the world.
The only world I want is my own.