I just want you to know
That I'm slow with the flow.
My skill ain't that great
So I hope you don't hate
Writings not a specialty
And it certainly isn't a favorite.
I mean no offense presently,
I just like to read it.
My mind wants to rewind
I feel I'm in a bind.
No one understands
And I'm shunned away by hands
The message is whats important
But its underneath us all dormant
Every burden, every disadvantage
No one has learned to manage.
Just give me a chance,
A single thought.
How will you advance
If you've thrown away my shot?
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