An Engineer?! You’ll never make it.
I was diagnosed with ADHD at 25 and suddenly, everything clicked.
The zoning out, racing mind, hyperfocus, hyperactivity, internal chaos...
It wasn't me being lazy or dramatic.
It was my brain vibing on its own frequency.
But the world loves to paint ADHD as either a broken brain or
something "everyone has" -
Everyone procrastinates.
Not everyone has Executive Dysfunction.
Neurodivergence isn't some error in the system.
It IS the system.
A different one.
And a damn powerful one.
Because being "too much"? "Too fast"?
Feeling everything all at once?
That's my edge.
That's why i dance, climb mountains, and fix your bridges.
STOP TRYING TO SHRINK YOURSELF TO FIT INSIDE SOCIETY'S DUMBASS BOX.
They just afraid of your light 😉
The internal blueprint of an underestimated girl
whose brain runs on a different frequency,
and used that to turn her broken mind into her weapon,
and her dissociated body, into her sanctuary.
I don’t think linearly like you
but quite frankly, I don’t want to.
I’m a non-linear dynamic weirdo
wired with a GoPro in my head
clicking panoramic patterns everywhere I tread
catching all the crap that you filter out
I’m complex and I’m chaotic,
I am blunt as fuk.
I’m used to being the outcast
I don’t need to follow your mediocre clout.
I am my own damn series
of existential crises.
Restlessness turns into rhythm,
expressing everything at once,
the cosmic chaos inside of my prism.
Yeah I’m clumsy and I’m dopey.
A tiny paradox.
Kinetic catastrophe.
But don’t ever underestimate
the force inside of me.
Stable and unpredictable.
All in… all out.
Untamed and unshakeable
Even when I’m burnt out.
Pressure rising up my pathologised cracks.
Magma upwelling in my rift zone
with no tracks.
Just a sudden release
and a kinetic attack.
Fire interior.
Earth exterior.
A Structural Engineer with no Structure.
My impulsivity took me to the roof of Africa.
When I surrender to the fireworks inside of me,
I find my Shakti – hyperactivity.
I’m just a rebel with integrity
refusing systemic suppression,
because your afraid of my intensity.
so you keep us enslaved
inside a fabricated cage
designed to dim us insida your oppression.
Why should I change to fit your box?
A glitch in your matrix,
A misfit in your metrics
I found my fire
when I owned my instincts.
I burnt your cage into ash.
My ADHD was never a fucking disability.
It is my ART ATTACK.
SHE WON'T SIT STILL OR SHUT UP 
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