It is not as if I can control it.
It’s all in my head you see.
Science dictates that my brain is wired
…. differently.
The chemical synapses blink randomly
and sometimes even shut down.
When overwhelmed it is – hard
to get a grip on life and do the duties expected.
Yet I survive and do not choose the end
so many have chosen.
I do not live for myself.
I live for those around me!
Saturn's Premier Poet 