My Friend Has Dyslexia

by Martha aged 10

My friend is dyslexic,
She hates it so much,
She doesn’t like to talk about it,
She keeps it bottled up.
She’s not proud of herself,
Although I try to tell her it’s unique,
But she continues to doubt herself,
And get stressed and weeps.
But she’s creative, amazing!
It’s not holding her back.
She has so much potential,
So I asked her to chat.
I told her she’s no different,
To any other people.
And that battling dyslexia,
Is like climbing a steep hill.
When you finally get over it,
You realise how amazing your journey was,
And that dyslexia…
Has nothing wrong with it!

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