Tic Tic Tic


Tic
Tic
Tic
The sound my mouth makes
chemicals that transmit nerve impulses
blinking, eyerolls and unwanted sounds
Tic... Tic... Tic...
an uncontrolable sensation that makes you squirm
it makes your eyes burn your joints ache.
People stare like you're a freak
stop.
Don't do these things
it's unnatural to move that way or to yell those things
TIC.
TIC.
TIC.
They're getting stronger with age and even more..
uncontrolable.
Medication will help this
therapy will help that
we are not freaks, but people in a world full of
Tic Tic Tics.

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