Speller
Back story: I wrote this is reference to a lady expressing your struggles when she was homeless on a community app and someone commented and stated that they could not take her seriously because she spelled a word wrong...
I never claimed to be one who was a good speller.
Or someone who could pronounce words well.
But I always liked to sing and people listened, because I was a good storyteller.
I don't mind if you correct me, to make yourselves feel better.
But I find it intriguing and ironic, that even what I say or do is wrong.
That you can still understand me, like a puzzle piece in a song.
Copyright © Rita Lopez | Year Posted 2022
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