A bit of poetry...

Had some fun with a rendition of how I was diagnosed with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder. Being diagnosed with a learning disability can be hard, it can feel as if you need to redifine yourself; as if you aren't the same person you thought you were before the diagnoses. I was at first very ashamed of my diagnosis, being someone who has devoted much time to mental cultivation, I felt my quality had suddenly been reduced. It didn't help that I was reading Mill at the time! The word 'disorder' is a strong one, too strong for a condition that is by no means a disease. In fact, sometimes I think it's more of a secret superpower than an obstacle. It is with that in mind, that I wrote this poem.

I pottered in and sat promptly down,

Sinking my back into the linen chair.

The room had a character of its own,

The walls exuding a disgruntled air.

As I waited, I felt a strange sensation

As if a child in the naughty corner.

The doctor swept in and I thought I heard

A displeased grunt or murmur.

He spoke a string of muffled terms,

And pointed to a strange computer.

I followed his trail with a worried shuffle,

Telling myself to listen in future.

The murky screen lit up and out of it

Flashed dancing shapes of red and blue.

I saw a triangle wink at me,

As if there were something it knew.

A blue circle turned into a square,

Sprouting red legs and red eyes too.

A super-shape with a venomous glare,

A monstrosity altogether new.

Apparently twenty minutes had passed,

But the shape still smothered my eyes.

All I could see was that terrible thing,

With vertices miles high.

“Right.” The doctor said, pursing his lips,

And shifting the screen towards his face.

A multitude of graphs popped up at once,

With dots and lines all over the place.

He pointed to a diagram at the top,

Spots smothering it like some disease.

In all fairness I merely nodded back,

For it didn’t look like much to me.

He spoke “you have-”

My mouth gaped open; the words buzzed in my head.

I must have looked ridiculous.

“attention what?” I said.