A.D.D. Poem by Alejandro Velez

What do you hope to find if youre not looking?
What do you expect to achieve if youre not trying?
What are you going to learn if you dont pay attention?
Here i lay with dust as my friend.
The world as my home.
And the sky as my clock.
You try to tell me how to live but its my life.
Bitter you may find in my words.
Sickness in my thoughts.
Still i am the freak to you
and you are to me.
I´ll pretend to be there.
Still my head roams
ill never seem to care.
Still your words make me trip the stairs.