Fast world, slow mind

I’m tryna keep up in my mind but my mind got delay,

Thoughts run laps while the world’s in a race,

Everything so fucking loud, everything in my face,

Beggin’ the world just to move at my pace.

I start and I stop,

Can’t follow the plot,

Overstimulated,

Screamin’ inside while I’m holdin’ it down.

Wake up, brain fog, hit me like a freight train,

Coffee in my system,

But it’s opposites day,

Brain fog

ain’t helping my focus!

Sticky notes everywhere,

Tryna find a rhythm to get with the program,

Need my dreams to

Come a reality,

in a scatterbrained dream.

Every beep, every flash — it’s a war zone,

Noise in my skull like a crowd on a warphone.

One task, then another, then I lose track,

Halfway done, then I’m never lookin’ back.

I swear I ain’t lazy, it’s just a maze in my head, it’s so crazy!

Motivation dies before it’s even due,

I wanna do better, im tryin I swear,

But time doesn’t wait, and it never moves fair.

Mind’s like a browser, got a hundred tabs open,

Scrollin’ through noise in my brain, tryna focus,

But my calm gets drowned in the noise.

Friends say “just focus,” like it’s easy to do,

If only they knew how shit this is really to do,

Ain’t no fun and games lately,

Chained to alarms, timers, and shit you’re just lazy they say,

But it all just slips like sand in my hands.

Guilt on my back when I fail my tasks,

Exams due next week,

Shit…

Like I’m fightin’ a war but forgot how to run.

wanting structure, I crave control,

Of my time

But my brain wants chaos as it takes my life!

I ain’t broken, I’m wired unique,

But some days I’m tired of feelin’ so weak.

I want the world to pause, just give me a breath,

But it runs at a pace that leaves nothin’ left.

I’m not lazy, I’m just learning at a pace that’s so crazy,

Tryna build peace in a mind that’s not lazy, but I’m out of time,

Gotta stop before I break…

Attention deficit disorder, don’t define what I might do, but I got a brain that’s gonna decide what I’m gone do,

Got a mind on fire, unpredictable,

Can’t box me in, ain’t playin your game,

I’m learnin’ at my pace, gonna be bendin’ the rules,

Turnin’ my chaos into sharp ass tools.

Some days I’mma be a mess,

But every damn day, I show up no disrespect

I move different — that’s my edge, not my shame,

No straight line path, but I’m still in the game.

you can race, but i pace

This brain ain’t broken it’s chaos that creates,

unorthodox but unstoppable brilliance not built to fold in your norms of societal difference,

Sincerely unapologetically me…

Yeah, it’s Chris