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I'm Not Crazy, Its Just My ADHD
I know you all may find me strange in many different ways
But you’ll just have to deal with me, that’s the way it is
I refuse to change my ways to suit your style
So just shut up and listen to my little poem for a while
The doctors told me I’ve got ADHD a couple years back
They gave me some fish pills to “help me focus” and “get my life on track”
I ditched those a couple weeks in, is that such a big sin?
They just didn’t help me, so I guess I'm just plain different?
My mom said I've just got ADD, but I don't think that’s true
The two are obviously different, you see, do I have to explain it to you?
My dad also tells me that ”ADHD and ADD are the same exact thing”
But if you look at what is stands for you’ll see it's not quite right
I can’t stop fidgeting, it's so hard to stop the itch
My cuticles are raw cause I can’t control the tic
People don’t want to sit next to me because I constantly fidget
They treat me like I'm contagious, though I really am quite not
They just can't handle all of the manic energy I give off
I feel as though I've got coffee jitters, but I haven't had a drop
Pen-clicking drives me mad, though I’m totally guilty of it myself
It's like I’m hyper focused on everything that isn’t my homework
I'm not too sure that I’ll finish even THIS assignment
The real problem, is that I just process some things a little differently
I never seem to be organized, and my binder is simply a mess
I can spend hours in my room “cleaning” though in truth, I’m just reading
I can find patterns on plain walls to stare at,
And bugs that aren’t there to swat at
I can’t seem to do anything but put my nose in a book
But that’s not the only problem I have, so come and have a look
I’ve almost finished my poem, what a wonder that is
Now I’m staring out the window wondering what time it is
The trees all look gray and it's raining outside
Now i'm just getting distracted by all the thoughts crammed in my mind
My brother plays games while my parents are talking
Meanwhile I’m stuck doing homework while the clock is just tick-tocking
I wonder if I’ll one day go insane from the boredom
Or maybe I should just try a little more, maybe that will fix my problem
Either way it's time for me to say goodbye for now
But just know when hear me laughing from the back of the class
I’m not crazy or insane like you may think I am
I've just got a whole lot of ADHD stuck inside my head.
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I wrote this piece for an assignment in my English class in school. The idea for this poem is to explain how I dealt with being diagnosed with ADHD.