People don't understand me at all
They watch me trip and expect me to fall
People don't hear what I'm saying
They wait for a stutter, laughing an playing
I trip to tumble, not a stumble but a bumble
Slur my speech to a screech and make a breach
They all laugh thinking I'm the clown
When I've easily avoided their crowd
On my way, head held high
To my friends who laugh by my side