Not A.D.D.

Sep 22nd, 2007 | Poetry | 1 Comment

I don’t want to be me.
I am sick and tired of being me,
because being me means being A.D.D.

I don’t want everything I do to be an issue.
I am sick and tired of dealing with issues.
I am sick and tired of being A.D.D.

I don’t want to pre-reflect and post-reflect and self-reflect.
I just want to be.
I don’t want to be A.D.D.

I’ll be an idiot who thinks the world is great.
I’ll be a smiling fool who knows nothing of fate.
I’ll be anything as along as I am not A.D.D.