I see you talking,
But I can t listen,
Cause I am busy noticing your eyes, nose, hair texture. shocking?
No, not for me my mind has always risen,
Why you ask, well it is simple
I know I act silly,
All it really is, is just a cover up,
I m forgetful, disorganized,
Tripping all the time,
Intrusive and impulsive,
Ignore and interrupt,
But can I make it up- with all my heart?
I also have a short attention span,
It s so tough even for the Ritalin,
I try to read a paper, like everybody else,
But the next minute I find myself way off task!
I may get angry and hurtful,
But you have got to realize what s underneath it all,
Imagine a world where you've felt lots of pain from what people have said,
But you go home and pray for those people when you go to bed.
Its like me, I try to hold it in,
But I just loose it and it all comes out just like a sin,
I feel bad after I realize what I did; I mean it s not your fault i'm like this.
Yeah I am socially, emotionally and mentally immature,
Some call me innocent and pure,
And I need your love and all your kindness,
Cause I got a chemical imbalance.
But please stop treating me like i'm three,
I know I may act six but experience for me is key,
Yeah need a little extra support,
But I really want to just be NORMAL.
Some call me athletically gifted,
I don t know how I do it!
During practices my mind is always shiften ,
I guess I have all the energy for it, heck I can barely ever just sit!
Calm down , Sit still , focus and be quiet they tell me,
But can t you see?
IM ADHD!
Now let me explain this disorder to you,
It s a disease where your mind acts like a wild zoo,
It s not to be joked with its really very grave,
So please forgive me for my entire rave.
You think i'm hyper and just cant concentrate,
So what s the big deal? You ask,
So what? You say,
Well picture this
You get made fun of everyday,
You re used to it and have learned to agree with what they say,
None can tell, not even you,
That inside it has a huge effect on you.
You hear the knock-knock joke for the hundredth time,
And you are the only one still cracking up at that stupid line,
Then the girl sitting next to you shouts some sarcasm,
Saying you are totally not a spasm,
And you can t understand why its now that everyone is laughing.
When making friends is as hard as acing a test,
Being that you are known as the annoying little pest,
You try to make it up with everything you can,
But then you see that saying sorry a million times just makes it worse.
Telling those new friends of yours,
That the class you have next is resource,
They give you that strange and odd look,
And that s when you realize you have lost yet another friend.
Your IQ may read 130,
The teachers, shocked, say Then why aren t you smart and wordy?! ,
Ashamed at your mind you tell them you just don t know,
I guess it just simply will not show .
But I am me, and you are you,
We all have our weakness and our strengths,
We all have a disability in some way,
ADHD is mine,
So care to explain yours?
Well gee that s harsh, but I got something to too!
What s that? Speak up I cannot hear you!
You want to know what I have, its simple you see,
I have a condition called APD
Its known Auditory Processing Disorder,
They abbreviate it to APD to make it shorter,
It s kinda like ADHD but with some other things impaired,
I would have been diagnose ADD if they hadn t so much cared.
I talk too loud,
And sensitive to sound,
Need words repeated,
And interpret too literally,
I can t memorize,
Loud noises I despise,
And, I ll be honest; sometimes seem to be ignoring you!
But I am me, and you are you,
We all have our weaknesses and strengths,
We all have a disability in some way,
APD is mine,
So care to explain yours?
Wow that odd, but I have something too,
It s a language and writing condition we have always knew,
Dyslexia they call it,
It makes school so hard you just want to quit!
I may be a teen,
But like a nine year old I read,
And when I try to go to spell,
I m like an eight year old as well.
It s so frustrating to have to go above and beyond,
To just get a simple homework assignment done,
To have to read every hour just to get up to par,
And no pills to take like some others so far!
But I am me, and you are you,
We all have our weaknesses and strengths,
We all have a disability in some way,
Dyslexia is mine,
So care to explain yours?
Well I don t know about you but I have a disorder too,
Whenever I leave the house I have a ton of things to do.
Whether it s checking the stove one more time,
Or making this poem smooth and rhyme.
OCD,
Yeah that s me,
I hate anything with dirt,
I have thoughts that hurt,
And I seem to ALWAYS be worried.
I dash to make sure that the door has been locked,
Then back to sink to w
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