Attention Deficit Disorder

The following is poem that was written by an Alabama student before being identified and receiving services for ADD.

Teenage Empty

The complications of life are closing in,
Sitting here in the dark room.
Nobody can change what happend back then,
Sweeping away my life like a broom.

We see what we've done and truly regret,
Knowing we can't go back to before.
We try so hard but can't seem to forget,
Losing when you have no more.

We tried to laugh and we really cried,
We act toward others like nothing is wrong.
The pain is ripping on the inside,
To hide our feeling for much too long.

So off into the place called alone,
We've been there already for years.
Where we are going is still unknown,
For we sit and drown in our tears.

I'm going to discuss a very real but usually overlooked disorder of children called Attention Deficit Disorder, commonly known as ADD.
I want you to try and imagine two ditches--each ten feet long and two feet deep and exactly alike...