I Am Me. I'M Matty Poem by Cj Heck
I Am Me. I'M Matty
I’ve got this thing called autism
that can lock you up inside
but I am me, I’m Matty,
and I’m learning not to hide.
The state was slow to test me.
Mommy made them walk the line.
They said I might not talk
so mommy taught me how to sign.
There’s nothing slow about me.
Everywhere I go, I run.
I’m always on my tiptoes
and I flap my arms when I have fun.
I love climbing and pretending,
I know movies word for word,
and now that I have learned to talk
I repeat things till I’m heard
I’m just like any other boy
in many, many ways
but I like things to stay the same
so I won’t melt down today.
I have this thing called autism
but I am Matty. I am ME.
I’ll unlock my world inside
‘cause my mommy holds the key.
(For my grandson, Matthew. I love you, Matty)
Written with all the love and compassion of a wonderful gramma. It is a testament to your humanity. Rusty
These children struggle to be accepted, so they need all the help we can give them and the support. Well written piece, and I wish your grandson all the very best in his endeavours. Love Ernestine XXX
having worked with people who have learning dissabilites including austism, i can read this poem with understanding and empathy.You have managed to summarise in such sweet positive words how those with Ausitsm think, and see the world. This is a poem with great insight which perfectly and more importantly positively descibes the ups and downs of those with Ausitsm. this really touched me. yours sincerely Vincent
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4/26/2024 3:42:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
why is autistic life a conundrum. life feels overwhelming. unless i'm alone, in the place i call home. but oh yeah, that's just inside my mind. i always feel alone. but something from your poem grew. inside of me when i talked to you.