ADHD as a Haiku

Written by Jennifer Parker, 7/7/17

Microwave coffee.
Film of milk skin forms on top.
It has a half life.

I walk through the door.
Why am I in here again?
What was I doing?

Work harder than most-
“You just need to try harder”.
Invisible life.

I look for my keys.
I find them in my safe spot,
after half an hour.

Restricted substance.
My meds get kept in a safe
at the pharmacy.

“Everyone does that”
– Stop invalidating me,
the struggle is real.

I shift my focus,
back to what you are saying-
but still hear nothing.


Published by Jenn has ADHD

Jenn Parker, New Zealand. ADHD Advocate and Peer.

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