Forming Symptoms

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My mind is racing, thoughts all a-jumble
Trying to focus, but it's such a struggle
The words on the page, they seem to blur
As my mind wanders, looking for a cure

I fidget and squirm, trying to stay still
But my body rebels, against my will
My hands can't help but tap and drum
As I try to concentrate, and overcome

The clock ticks on, as the minutes fly
But time moves slow, and I can't deny
The work piles up, like a mountain high
And my mind just can't seem to comply

I know I'm capable, I know I'm smart
But this challenge feels like im tearing apart
I need a way to break through the haze
And find a path to brighter days

So I'll keep pushing, keep trying my best
And though the journey may be a test
I'll find a way to rise above
And show the world, what I'm made of.

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