the only difference between a city and my mental complexity is that one is less chaotic than the other
the brain of one with ADHD is a muddled mess.
at least with me.
i struggle with everyday things that everyone else seems to excel in. i just want to be normal
i want to have all a's. i want to be something that my parents can be proud of.
but having the brain of one with ADHD,
i am a muddled mess
therefore
a simple goal as such
is too far to achieve.
so i sit on the sidelines
watching those who aren't defuncts
succeed.
and i cheer them on.
ignoring the internal strife inside of me.
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