Dyslexia 2

I try to spell the word correctly
But the letters just don’t come
The meaning doesn’t seen to direct me
It’s like a mathematical sum

I struggle with art
Also have trouble with books
It takes me back to the start
Just trying to look

My spelling is poor
That’s for sure
My teachers complaining
But no-ones explaining

I try harder than most
But the other kids boast
I wonder when they’ll see
People different like me

by Annie Hobbins

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Comments (1)

You definitely deserve credit for this one. And I don't mean to be condescending. (I almost couldn't think of the word - we all have our problems) .