I was born wrong,
I could not eat food well,
My mum and dad,
God bless there soul,
They went to the doctors,
An the Doctor,
didn’t think,
there was a problem,
I was born wrong,
I have a learning difficulty,
So therefore I am classed,
as disabled but mentally,
An so my mum and dad,
God bless there souls,
Try to stick up for me In schools,
But they refused to listen,
I was born wrong,
When I was 14,
I was diagnosed,
With a heart problem,
An my mum and dad,
God bless there souls,
Take me to the hospital,
Even to this day,
I was born wrong,
But so what if,
Am small,
and I need glasses to see,
So what if,
I carnt really be academically,
So what if,
I have a strong reflux system in me,
So what if,
I have a Enlarge whole in my heart,
I wasn’t born wrong,
I was born to be a star,
An hopefully I will be one day,
You will see,
With my mum and dad,
Right beside me
- Authors: dominique ruth
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- Finished: March 24th, 2019 20:30
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Comments5
Inspirational.
Wow and wow again truly amazingly beautiful.
Thank you for sharing your light
Brilliant!
Beautiful write. I really enjoyed it.
Your words gave me goosebumps!
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