This Is Me

Poem By Brendan Miller

You may think I'm crazy, lazy or stupid at times
But let me tell you something sir that this is not me.
People like me need to go for a walk every little while we do not care you may think why but we shall not tell.
People like me may think they are right most of the time, people just say give it up but no not me. People like me get mad easy so back off please. We have asked you once nicely now we really are pissed. But once people like me are off our rage we soon regret all.
Our grades may not be high but we do very much try. You should mostly also know we very much like to triumph.
People like me are always filled with laughter and smiles inside. We always try to show them as much as we can. People like me we always have something to say, but we may interrupt sorry but we couldn't hold back much longer.
People like me are always curious. We search for new things to do in response to boredom. People like me may seem like we don't listen because we don't stare you in the eye, but keep going I hear loud and clear.
These things that people do sometimes really make me think.
I look at myself and really try to see what they talk about.
I have realized something though, because you may think I'm crazy, lazy or stupid, but sir you are wrong this is me ADD!

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