They all say I am still the same person.
They all say I am no different.
But they do not know what it feels like.
How it feels like when someone tells you that there is something wrong with,
Something different about you.
They put a label on you,
A tag behind your name.
How can I still be the same if everyone knows I'm not normal?
I can not control it.
I can not control where my mind goes.
Or when it stops thinking.
I am always thinking.
Overthinking.
There are always a hundred thoughts flying around my head like paper airplanes in a class full of toddlers.
