Obstacles

The Beginning

When I was born,

I felt lost

I thought there was something wrong

There is, and it will last long

I did not know what it was

My family did not know what it was

It took some time

Before they knew

A disease stuck in my mind

And stuck in my soul too

And now I will gladly and sadly say

A journey's on its way

For now there's purpose in my living

And burdens and pressure lay on my shoulder

A heavy bag I try to leave

That will stay stuck inside

But for everytime I give up

My mind will say, "Not now, don't give up."

It will encourage me

Now is the beginning

Author's Note:
   When I wrote this, a memory was in my mind. About how when I was born, my family found out I'm dyspraxic. And I also write about this because of the tough journey i am currently going through.