In My Haze

There's a storm in my mind but I lack the words.
 
All bound up inside its not like writing a verse.
 
Cause dyslexia slurs and what you say to me hurts.
 
My brain feels sick and I cant find the cure.
 
Staring off into space and my mind goes blank.
 
Sorry, I didn't hear you, what did you say?
 
Bouncing on my toes and I don't have a clue.
 
No I'm no stupid, I just don't see things the same as you.
 
Why should I want to? You just seem so unhappy.
 
Most of you do. For once maybe I can aid you.
 
Help you see it all through my view.
 
Life is a garden
 
Do you dig?