Normality Station
As I walk through the turmoil of ADHD
I wonder to myself, why did it have to be me?
what happened to me as a child?,
to make me feel so wild?
why cant I control my mouth and my brain?,
why do I feel I'm going insane?
south Londoners will call me 'chicken oriental!'
professionals will argue, 'hereditary' or 'environmental?'.
To medicate or not, is the very big question,
spending years of misery to find the best one.
Finding the word's to say how you feel,
to ignorant people, who just make you more i'll.
deep breaths for me and to ten I am counting,
as I try to live 'normal' and climb this slippery mountain.
at last there is hope through prayer and meditation,
to get ready as the train pulls in to normality station.
Copyright © Maxine Jones | Year Posted 2014
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