Ellie Jones-Carlile’s poem (Year 11)
There I was sitting
Waiting for help again
I was passed
I begun to realise I wasn’t worth her time
I gave up
I sunk deep into the chair
Hands tight
Legs twitching
Heart thumping
Another day alone lost in this bubble
Eyes fixed on the words on the board as they muddle around in my mind
Stuck in a maze where words are nightmares and my fears are numbers
Children avoided me
I was different
I wasn’t normal
I couldn’t do it
I hated words
I hated numbers
And I was dyslexic
And I was nobody
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