Language, if only I could write...

Stem van Gedachten

@stemvangedachten · 26 Oct 2022

Language, if only I could write...

Language time.

As long as I keep kicking hard enough,
then I can swim a little bit.
I never go too far away, otherwise my panic can't be stopped.

The best part is, I feel some ground under my feet.
Those who completely avoid water know what I mean.

I'm staying afloat but really don't ask me how.
Always fighting, not to drown makes me sad and unimaginably tired.

I just compare it to swimming, because that's how I unfortunately have to experience my low literacy.
I can flounder, I can float, but I can't even give it a nice full throttle.

If only I could write the way I talk.
If only I could read what's written there.

In the supermarket I look at the pictures a lot
and a credits go way too fast for me.
Manuals and/or operating instructions,
are a disaster for me, really they are a riot.

I've been able to hide my “defect” for years and still very well, yet I see no reason to praise myself for this.

I'm ashamed and I'm not buying it,
but you know, I don't want to hide anymore and that gives hope.

I don't want to lie anymore and say I forgot my glasses.
No, I don't want it anymore, it's eating away at my conscience.

I also don't want to go to the neighbor all the time, it doesn't feel good anymore, it doesn't feel good anymore.
I no longer want to flounder, dabble and be dependent.

I also want to swim in that big wild sea, and even though that seems almost inaccessible to me
I refuse to hide any longer,
I also have rights and therefore a place in our society.

by: a Voice of Thoughts 💭

Tags: #Laaggeletterdheid