Something about the isolation and issues others face as they get older. Separate Feeling divorced more and more from reality, More separate each day from society Isolated and alone Even surrounded by friends and family. Day by day it passes and I'm more lost in my mental molasses Hidden away from a world that got by me Too tired to fight anymore or to hide it I'm autistic Just face it Something I don't say too much Because it's not what my face is Is not a blanket to hide under for me To shed blame or responsibility Not a shield to protect me Disconnect me from reality. It’s not an identity to hide behind But as the world gets older I find It gets colder to those falling behind Trying to catch up to conflicts in their minds. There is a mental break An autistic fugue state And as we reach a certain age We slip We fall We separate. And just like that warning sign Before Dead Man’s Pass I'm here to address it head on To call it out and kicks it's ass. When you see that light slipping It's not time to get lazy. It's not time to let the dimness take over Or Let your social connections hazy It's time to get off your ass To reach out To fight back and say This isn't enough. To say This is not what I'm owed Not what I'm due This is less of what’s expected of me And Expected of you. It becomes the time to hold on tight To what little you've still got To reach out and grasp at that almost lost To speak out to those passing you by To tell them... I'm having some issues And I'm not looking to lose you Too I'm just asking you to wait a bit To have some patience While I figure this And I may not be such a good friend through all of it I'll still hope be your friend at the end of it. And if you could just wait for a bit I can't express how much I'd appreciate it. And then you dig down You Get off your ass And get ready to fight For the first step just passed. Cause that fight might be long or short But what they don't tell you is after each round there's more support And soon you won't be fighting so much on you own You'll be digging up as much as you aren’t digging alone. And it doesn't really matter that you ever really finish it Because the fight is what Makes living this life worth it Because as you fight for what you want you'll realize you'll see what living really is. And one day you'll look up and see a friend fighting beside you Digging themselves out of their pile of shit just like you too And you'll realize it's not the destination of your trip There’s no golden belt at the end of it It's the path along the way That made all of it worth it. And you will realize it And you'll revel in it And you finally won't feel So separate. ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yrM-sQQY-H0

Re-upload of the original with fixed audio (I Hope) With all the Talk of Demonetization going around - It falls upon all of us to help. Music: "Stages of Grief" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 License http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/ Pity Bux: https://www.patreon.com/BrokenWrd ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2TMRWckpE8