Why am I like this?
Why was I born like this?
Late for understanding
Late for being human
Life keeping me back
While others move forward
My mind tries to think
My mind tries to learn
My mind is different
My mind was cursed
My mind will never run fast enough
My mind will always be the slowest
People say, "You're amazing"
"You're unique"
You're special
Brave
Strong
Creative
But are you though?
If I am, why am I slow?
Why does my brain trip, fall, and watch the others keep going?
Why was I born like this?