Why do I feel insecure?

 

Is it the need to please?

Is it the need to impress?

 

Should everyone like me?

Should I care what they think?

 

No one can be perfect

Flaws are so endearing

They are who you are

 

Why do I feel insecure?

Do I need to prove myself?

Do I need to right wrongs?

Do I need to change?

 

Why can’t I love myself?

Why do I need approval?

Why do I need to monitor myself?

 

Is it because of autism?

Can I not be different?

Will they understand me?

 

I am an introvert

I am no glib talker

Social interaction boggles me

 

Why do I feel insecure?

Because I make faux pas?

Because I tend to stare?

Because I can’t understand subtleties?

 

Why do I feel I need a girlfriend?

Will everything be fine then?

Isn’t that what society says?

 

Thank you mind for bossing me

Thank you patriarchy for screwing me

 

I will be me

I will laugh

I will cry

I will rage

I will dance

 

But I will not be ashamed

Of Being me