My second Aspie Poem Why I want to bang my head

Inside all the sounds
layers of other sounds emerge
I don't think others hear them
they take shapes inside my brain
each one demanding my full attention
moving and crashing into each other

My heart starts to race
not knowing which set of shapes
which group of sounds
is noise
and which groups are important

I try to escape them all
by going to the roof
looking at the surrounding city
each building so unique
colors become sounds

Inside all the sounds...

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