Adhd Poem by Ray Feasey

I am loud and aggressive and often alone, can't seem to focus on anything long, getting into trouble, though often I am wronged


Few people want to be a friend as I charge about loudly waiting for school to end

But I'm bright and intelligent and verbally strong, just can't write it down as it comes out all wrong

School can be tough all the mental cruelty, but idiots are idiots, and always will be

He's ‘pill boy' he's mad and he needs to be cured, Yet I have no disease it's a condition you ‘nerds'

From report to expulsion, they all pass the buck, as I end up at another School that's ok despite the fact that's its miles away

Few take time to understand except for my specialist helping hand as he had helped so many just like me by recognizing ‘ADHD'

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