Another side of ADHD
When you hear ADHD
what do you see?
A little boy, seven years old,
unable to remain in a chair.
What about a bright girl of seventeen,
alone and drowning in despair?
Oh, the girl doesn’t have ADHD.
She's going through the teenage years.
What if I said that it is ADHD,
and that she was me?
But you are so smart,
surely you get good grades-
What if I said I was failing
my hopes and dreams fading?
ADHD doesn't involve being suicidal,
and you're not hyperactive, so that's final.
So many things I could say,
So many things I know.
If I could change something in any way,
this wouldn't happen to anyone tomorrow.
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