You Say
You say you have this disorder
I'm not saying that you don't
All I’m saying is think first
And by yourself I know you won’t
My OCD is acting up
That's what you always say
You say you can not focus
Unless you have it a certain way
You need it all to be aligned
Within a single row
You say you can not focus
If it’s not perfectly so
The colors do not match
So you separate them well
You say you can not focus
And now you feel like hell
You tell me that you’re a neat freak
It’s my OCD right now
You say you can not focus
That you must fix it somehow
I’m a little OCD about this
Is what you typically tell me
You say you can not focus
That you can’t just let it be
When you say that do you realize
That is not what it means
You say it without thinking
And it's really quite obscene
So I ask you one simple question
And just answer honestly
Do you really have this disorder
or are you just using a hyperbole?
Copyright © Madeline Stlaurent | Year Posted 2016
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