A.D.H.D

Uh guys, did anyone see my mic?
I'm sitting with my friends
But I'm not really here
I'm in the back of my head
Questioning everything that I ever said
And I forgot things all the time
Like brushing my teeth before bed time
Or the existence of my washing machine
The second I leave the room after putting laundry in
I feel too much
But I'm constantly bored
Isn't there a cure?
I ask for drugs in helpful doses
That's what my doctor proposes
I ask for drugs in helpful doses
It's not ideal but helps I know this
Where did I leave my keys?
Where did I park my car?
Why is everything so loud and bright
And where is my guitar?
Ha
I feel so attacked
I have friends I've been meaning to contact
Should I do that? Oh who cares!
What's the last time that I ate?
And why am I always late?!?
I feel too much
But I'm constantly bored
Isn't there a cure?
I ask for drugs in helpful doses
That's what my doctor proposes
I ask for drugs in helpful doses
It's not ideal but helps I know this
I ask for drugs in helpful doses
I have a diagnosis
A.D.H.D.
That's just my A.D.H.D.
Not an excuse
Just an explanation
For my procrastination
My occasional disorientation
But if you ask me
It's not a disease
And I wouldn't trade it
Cause it makes me so creative
I ask for drugs in helpful doses
I's what my doctor proposes
I ask for drugs in helpful doses
It's not ideal but helps I know this
I ask for drugs in helpful doses
I have a diagnosis
And a prescription from my doctor
That helps me think
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Da and then I forget to take them them anyways