Tic, Tic, Tic<\/p>\n
I am like a broken clock.<\/p>\n
Helpless; constantly trying to catch up but never succeeding<\/p>\n
I cannot control myself; take me or leave me<\/p>\n
Mom told me that when they stare its cause of my good looks,<\/p>\n
I know what they\u2019re really looking at;<\/p>\n
Some call them tics, but I just call them a pain in the ass.<\/p>\n
Scratch that. It causes pain\u2026everywhere.<\/p>\n
Banging your head on the wall isn\u2019t much fun<\/p>\n
Trust me, I\u2019ve tried<\/p>\n
Blinking until you\u2019ve practically gone blind<\/p>\n
It\u2019s impossible to function<\/p>\n
Picking, bleeding, scabbing, scarring<\/p>\n
Take a deep breath, wait I can\u2019t let it out- I can\u2019t breathe.<\/p>\n
Helpless; nobody can help me<\/p>\n
What did I do to deserve this?<\/p>\n
Tic, Tic, Tic<\/p>\n
All day, everyday that\u2019s what I was born to do<\/p>\n
No quiet, no rest, no cure<\/p>\n
It bothers me more than it will ever bother you.<\/p>\n
My scars cover my body<\/p>\n
They are a reminder of what I go through everyday<\/p>\n
I am not a victim; I am my own worst enemy<\/p>\n
But my Tourette Syndrome will not get the best of me.<\/p>\n
My silence will be broken<\/p>\n
The part of my life I\u2019ve been trying to hide from<\/p>\n
Now exposed,<\/p>\n
Finally taking control.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Tic, Tic, Tic I am like a broken clock. Helpless; constantly trying to catch up but never succeeding I cannot control myself; take me or leave me Mom told me that when they stare its cause of my good looks,… Continue Reading