Dyslexia
The words are turned around
the writing is backwards
the book is upside down
The teachers are frustrated
Some don't know what to do
Suggesting I go to a private school.
The Private school can not handle
A child so far behind
I am three grades behind
I feel so alone, the schools don't want me
because I am so far behind
I see things in other ways
Kids say I am dumb
Kids tease me all the time
they even knock me to the ground
They say I am different
Maybe I am
But what do they know?
For I am Dyslexic
Copyright © Misty Thomason | Year Posted 2007
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