Systemic Hell

Such a lovely child,
A little bit too shy,
But it is so polite,
It has such good school grades,
It works so hard.
As it turned out, 
In thirty years or so,
It might have been,
Autistic,
Anxious,
And depressed.

You've tried so hard,
To find your place,
In the world,
That did not care,
They made you wear a mask,
Or to be ostracized,
To bear it by yourself,
And they will make you feel,
You are the one to blame,
That it's all in your head,
That everybody else,
Is somehow fine and well,
They make you live the life,
That you don't want to,
In this systemic hell.

Do I delegate the blame?
Yes, 
But it is still I, 
Who will pay,
For the blame I'm not to take,
I will be suffering,
Lonely,
Gaslit,
Underpaid,
I did not choose, 
To play pretend,
To live this life,
I cannot understand,
And won't be understood,
By those who made me play,
To be against the wall,
To be radicalized,
To hate my life,
My world,
My mind,
So fuck you all.