This is the essay I submitted to the New Jersey Center for Tourette Syndrome & Associated Disorders (NJCTS) for their 2014 Children’s Scholarship Award contest. I hope you enjoy it!
I twitch to the beat of my own drum
When the thrum, thrum, thrum of my heart is done
I’ll have changed the world one by one.
The world will know my name
I’ll put a stop to endless shame
And show them this is not a game.
Twitching makes me who I am
My heart is a priceless gem.
This twitching world refuses to see
That twitches do not ruin me.
I twitch and nearly “punch” someone
I twitch all twitching night long
I twitch until the break of dawn
And on
And on
And on
A burden does not twitching make
Burdens are those who fake
Those who climb down the depths of society
And cry to all “pity me”!
But … that is not me
You see
For I will not rest until the day
When all of us can twitch away.
