A.D.D. and Me
You're here, there, everywhere:you are simply crazy
Stay still-don't say this, don't do that-what's wrong with you?
Social misfit, troublemaker, delinquent tried and true
Chaos, chaos, consumes my brain
Why do they treat me as if I'm insane?
Thoughts are aflutter, I can't stay focused; I drift away
Nothing's been accomplished, and it's the end of the day
Focus! Focus! I am just plain lazy
Maybe they are right; maybe I am crazy
Confused, shattered; I cave into your beliefs
I stagger and waiver, I'm consumed with so much grief
Stop it! Stop it! Can't you see what you have done?
At what cost? Nobody's won
Judging someone you don't take time to understand
Young soul, tormented and weakened upon your command
Shame! Shame! Shame on you
Your words do more harm than what you think they do
Labeled by those who lack the educated skills
Breaking one down and challenging their will
Silly, silly, silly you
If you only knew
A brilliant mind lies within the one who, in your ignorance, you dismissed
Judging as acts of defiance-too stubborn to otherwise be convinced
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I am best known as Shelly. I was born in November 1977 and I have lived in Pennsylvania my entire life. I am a wife and mother to three daughters. My family is everything to me, and my children are my number one accomplishments. I am a very determined, stubborn, and strong-willed person. I fight for what I believe in, and I am not afraid to stray from the crowd. I have passion for helping others and being a voice for those that can't speak for themselves. I strive to be the best role model I can be for my family and others. This poem is a complete package of all that drives me. It was written to be the voice for my husband and children, and to all that have endured the wrongful injustices that go along with the disorder. Let this poem be the voice for those that have suffered and eye-opener for those that have passed judgment.