Melody Untangled

Everyday, in the quiet of the classroom,
My voice would quake.
Like leaves on a windy day, m
My courage would shake,
Words would end, as soon as they’d start,
The classroom would roar with laughter,
One would think I was playing a cartoon character.

Etched deep in my mind,
Was the laughter, sharp and unkind,
The whispers and the sharp eyes,
Never made my life easy…
Mine is a heart burdened, fragile and keen.

It was hard, to make friends,
With me, how would they play?
A mute, stood a better chance,
I got stuck on every letter of every word,
Mine was simply, a stuck world.

Every stammer, every faltered word,
Ignited in me a wild fire,
To get me through each stumble;
This battle unseen,
To ultimately, find my own way.