I dance,
And they want to be me.
I sing,
And they say, "How pretty!"
I thrust,
And they want to feel me.
I move,
And they want to be near me.
I feel,
And they want to touch me.
I give,
And they want to take me.
But I don't.
I don't want to.
I don't want to be.
I don't want to feel me.
I don't want to be taken.
I don't want to move anymore,
Or give, or thrust, or move them.
Just dance and sing,
That's all I am and can be,
Or else ending be.
So let me
Dance or
Sing.
If you won't let me end,
Let me be.
Please, don't loath yourself
For not being me.
Radiation,
It's toxic.
Repair.
Lie.
You are this.
We all are,
Don't you see?
So go then,
And just be.
🎃
10/31/21
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ADHD Dribblings: Poems & Thoughts From A Mind Lost In Motion
PoetryA collection of poems dealing with love, loss, PTSD, disability, ADHD, addiction, depression, suicide ideation, eating disorders, women's rights, processing abuse & trauma, etc. Some are just making intrusive thoughts rhyme, some are just thinking...
