Sometimes felt like I'm not good enough
though I'd hide when times got hard or tough
I may be afraid, but I still know my right
I can stand and be counted, I'll try and fight
but instead you push me to stand behind you
as if I'm not good enough in anything I do
tell me things that I already know
hold my hand when it's time to go
I'm tired of this childish act
Feel like I'm useless, stupid and trapped
I may only be accused of being slow
but repeat things again that I already know
show me the way when I wrote the map
I have my legs, but carry me that lap
because although we are equal, you don't see
that I'm not as smart as you, I'm as dumb as me.