Some would say a manic state
Others – OCD
Most would call it crazy
I prefer “creativity”
This drive is not addiction
I can stop it when I want
Just can’t remember exactly how
To turn off these endless thoughts
My body running non-stop
My mind a whirring race
From one project to another
A frenetic, spinning pace
One idea finished
Another springs to life
Barely keeping up
My weary hands still fly
Be careful what you wish for
I’ve often heard it said
Prayed for a new idea
Got multitudes instead
I’m sure that it will wear off soon
My mind will hit a wall
No doubt my body will rebel
And to my bed I’ll crawl
So you can call me crazy
Diagnose my OCD
But let me enjoy my manic state
Of mad creativity….
