I came to you for your guidance

I came to you

Because I thought you would understand

More than others would

I came to you

Because I thought you were the light

At the end of a long, inky black tunnel

Never did I think

That you would shatter my hopes so cruelly

That I was left broken

And my last sense of resolve drained out

Faster than the battery of a Samsung J2 smartphone

 

I came to you

Because I thought you were the light

At the end of a long, inky black tunnel

But instead, you turned out to be the train

That barrelled towards me at full speed

And crushed me mercilessly

Such that, in your haste

To show that you are always right

And I am the problem child

Constantly whining and seeking attention

In your haste

To ensure that I toe the line

As an autistic child in a neurotypical world

And in your haste

To make a monetary profit

By taking advantage of me

I was left dead and buried

Having paid the price

Of a monumental blunder

Because I came to you