Special Ed.

by BlackRose   Sep 21, 2007


I'm not blind, but still I cant see.
I'm searching for the purpose, and the good inside of me
No, I am not deaf, but I cant here my own voice.
Too many sounds of people telling me to take what choices.
I'm not disabled in anyway, but you would think I was slightly slow with the things I do.
I'm walking this path of life but its so hard with these crutches, People clinging to me and smothering me with there clutches.
I'm not dumb, but why does it take me forever to figure out who I am
When I have in front of me my written plan.

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  • 17 years ago

    by tiffani

    GREEEEAT!