So I must endure what may seem trivial to some,
The weight of emotions,
Which more than often leaves me numb.
As I ponder and speculate,
The words I could not create,
The hunger for meaning I could not satiate,
The trouble my energizer-mouth could not mitigate.
It’s too late.
Do they all know what I tried so hard to hide?
When my mishaps and mistakes coincide?
This mess in my mind,
They’d interpret my mannerisms as lazy,
But the truth is a bit more hazy.
My nerves are like warn yarn, hands slow to knit,
Meanwhile, random rampage of thoughts,
My mind is lit.
I watch you all wishing I was normal,
My affliction, attention deficit.