Dyslexia

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Letters jump off the page

I close my eyes to hold the tears

And pretend that I'm not here.

Stupid is the word they used

Because I'm not consider normal

I'm different and have to accept that. 


Writing down things never made sense.


Seeing failure in near sight

Confusion growing in my head like scribbles on paper


So I sit like an actor.


They think I understand 

But I don't.


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