Poem by Teena Young

What is this?

Poem by Teena Young

What is this?

I can’t be clear

Why you feel

So much fear.

What is this?

What can it be?

It’s almost like,

You cannot see.

What is this?

Why do you shrug?

When I want

To give a hug.

What is this?

Why are you mad?

All of this

Feels so sad.

What is this?

Why did you go?

I don’t think

I’ll ever know.

What is this?

Why can’t you say?

You could talk

Yesterday.

What is this?

Could it be me?

Who brings you back

Where you can see.

What is this?

It’s like a prism -

The many colors

Of autism……