See my words don't come like I want
I I I
My words get stuck between my throat before I can say it I I I
She asked me if I ever forget what I want to say before I say III
You ask me a question but it's so difficult to answer you III
You ask me to forget it because I take too long to answer III
I can't even tell a story III
You said I have a problem III
My mother told me my stuttering will go away once I am older but it still stays with me like a leech sucking every opportunity away from me
Whenever I get nervous III
I can't speak mother
No one understands
I need more time before I can give you an answer
I need more time to adjust
More time give me more time
III I am a stutterer and III can't help it
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Poetry For The Broken
Poetrycollection of my written poetry if you are sad it might make you sadder
