What it's like with Asperger's Syndrome |
A BANANA IN MY BRAIN It's not that I'm stupid, nor that I'm really dumb; I'm not an imbecile and I'm not mentally numb. I'm not at all inadequate nor lacking and inane . . . It's just that, well, you see, I have a banana in my brain. My mind is not especially dull, I'm not indeed a dope. If I behave less than I should please don't you give up hope. I'm not a liege dumbbell and I'm not really insane, it's just that I was born with this banana in my brain. I know I come across the fool I know that I seem dense. If you could open up my skull you'd see it's full of dents. I know I seem a pinhead and that I've slipped a chain, but there's something you should know: I have a banana in my brain. If you think that I'm a dullard and an idiotic dunce, a dimwit and a dodo and a numskull all at once, don't conclude that I'm a moron. From judging please refrain. It's just that I can't understand with this banana in my brain. So before you laugh and point at me and turn to roll your eyes, or huddle with your buddies while you mock and exchange lies, remember I'm no simpleton, but come share in the pain. Perhaps you'll help me carry this banana in my brain. |