A Letter to Mental Illness
Dear Attention Deficit Disorder,
I would appreciate you more if you were further away,
If you were something to march for,
Not something to fight,
It's not fun to live this way,
I want out.
Even now you are drawing me in,
A girl's laughter like hammers on my ears,
Fueling my anger but it's not a big deal,
They don't know how hard it's been,
I want out.
I wish people understood,
You're not something I can get rid of just by thinking you away,
I don't mean to interrupt them,
but I can't think over there talking,
If I could think myself free of you I would,
I can't get out.
Sometimes I'm glad they can't understand,
I wouldn't wish you on my worse enemy,
You are worse than any adversary,
I would rather it just be me who really,
can't get out.
Sincerely,
Sarah,
Who's tired of dealing with you.