You keep me up at night thinking about my tics
Did I place my ring next to my bracelet?
Did I alphabetize my guitar picks?
Did I accidentally step on a crack on the pavement?
Did I count the lines correctly on my wall?
Did I count the number of the stairs at school?
Are the pillows still sitting up tall?
It’s a shame that I only come off as a fool
Damn it, I forgot my bracelet at school today
That’s it, I’m now throwing up and hurled over
One little mistake and I am no longer okay
My mind goes blank, going slower and slower
I’m now paralyzed with fear without it
Words can’t even come out of my mouth
This fear makes me so mad that I could just spit
I’m crying now, my thoughts have gone south
Why oh why must I check for my phone every half hour?
I think I forgot to lock all of my doors
1,2,3,4,5,1,2,3,1,2,3 are the numbers of my flowers
Cleanliness, neatness, order, all needed chores
I swipe my deodorant on my skin 10 times
When I wake up, I’m already counting
8 steps to reach my bathroom, it’s all a rhyme
The numbers are simple but cause drowning
Did I wash my hands thoroughly?
I’m going over my to-do list for the 50th time
I’ve finally made it through the day, but narrowly
My sanity’s been stolen, isn’t that a crime?
Sometimes I even repeat my sentences over and over
Sometimes I even repeat my sentences
I don’t mean to, it just flows out
I don’t mean to
It could be a lot worse, but it’s certainly not fun
She helps calm and quiet my brain to make it find order
She keeps things bright just like the sun
You see, I’m simply a teen with Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder