People have shown interest in what it like to have dyslexia . This poem will give you some idear when I am low.


LIFES IS LIKE LIVEING SUROUNDED BY GLASS

Every glass dore closed locked on your , to your

The ceilings made of glares as are the walls

All your can do is look thro eaver do look in

Know your never get in

All you hear are lies

Experience being patronized

People saying nice things about your to your face

Then stabling your in the back

Being rejected , dejected, suppressed , oppressed

Some I can hear saying ''you don't know what your

Talking about'' '' try being me fore a while''

Beleave I am in your shoes each and every day

Whats the point I keep asking my self

I have my words miss spelled mangled

Thea's a point in that I know so hay ho on I go


Ken D Williams (THE DYSLEXC POET)

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Written on 2007-08-16 at 21:44

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Hi friend Ken...

"so hay ho on I go"....that's a wonderfully optimistic
line that surely depicts your great spirit....It's something to
be proud of.....Now I beseech you not to allow yourself to
feel too low...You have a grand way of expressing yourself
with words, mispelled or not...Be sure to know that the
spelling is no way as important as their meaning...

I believe you have a philosophic bent and I'm happy to have
you as a friend....

Stan
2007-08-16