Dyslexia

It's hard to describe
even more so to hide
When i doodle so much the pen turns dry

For me its a struggle to write
dictonionary dysentery at the height of its plight
Turning every sentence into a full blown fight

I hold a true interest in learning
A real infectious inner yearning
But these words may as well be written back to front in broken German

The words wiggle then jiggle looking strange in the middle
Frustrated i figit and fiddle
I'm a dyslexic cripple and been this way since I was little