And people call it a disease
Or a cry for attention.
When in reality
It wants no attention at all.
It wants peace and quiet.
It wants single sensations.
Less people
Less noise
Less touch
Less smell.
It wants calm. No attention. No drama.
And when it doesn't get what it wants-
It demands it.
With an insistency, that changes worlds.
It's not a choice
Nor a disease
It's the way I was meant to be
With this hyper-sensitivity.













