#WritcoPoemPrompt21
You sat with me under the shade of the trees,
Reading out the words that made no sense,
Not once did you lose faith,
Or let me be,
The slow and steady learner,
The butt of all the jokes,
Duffer! Failure! And more.

Its was not my fault to be born this way,
I too wanted to live life like the rest of you,
I had dreams as well, but divine intervention caused,
Me to have to live like this,
I felt sadness, I felt sorry, I felt neglected,
I felt deep pain,...