Runnin' in circles

BoxMyHeart

My dopamine isn't as it seems

Its not infinite; it runs out you see

My brain can't make a enough of it

Causing me less functioning

They say that im less 

But im out here high malfunctioning 

 

Living a life, working a job

Caring for my people;

Talking of hope;

Spending my days, runnin' in circles

Tell me you're not doing the same thing?

 

Ive been educated and medicated

I like my brain better when I feel like 

Im invested, its not less it's

More in the eye of contradiction, 

Phoney presenting people

Masking at its bestist!

 

Story of my life,

Sometimes its hard to get by

But I refute that it's a disability

Just because I have special abilities

Agilities, achilies heel, is it all real?

Or just a myth we made up to describe Just how we feel 

When others make us less than, 

Wants us in the white van

Wrapped in a jacket, 

you sick person thats the way you'd have me, loosing out entirely. 

 

Cause im just out here

Living a life working a job

Caring for my people

Talking of hope

Spending my days, runnin' in circles

Tell me you're not doing the same thing?

  • Author: Sayjáy (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: November 30th, 2025 18:08
  • Comment from author about the poem: Telling me how you are not out there doing the same things.
  • Category: Unclassified
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