They told me I had dyslexia,
because I s-s-stuttered when I spoke.
But they never thought about asking me:
Are you nervous-
Being in front of billions of eyes?
My dyslexia was real.
Believe me on that.
But so was my fear
for speaking out loud,
into a world I didn't quite fully understand yet.
Teacher,
I'm not stuttering because
my brain is more delayed than yours,
I'm stuttering because of fear.
So forgive me,
if I speak quieter than some,
maybe louder than others.
Stutter more than you
And not as confident as this society wants me to be.
But know
someday,
I will be born into something great.
As just like my words,
my birth is a bit delayed.
But I promise you,
After 16 years of doubt;
I will become something great.
But for now,
watch me s-s-stutter.
YOU ARE READING
I'm Not A Poet
PoetryMy poems are about love, loss and just being a young adult in a conflicting world. Some of these poems are also for my other books like: "Her World" and "He Is & He Was" that both contain love poems. Front cover designed by Rahma.
