tack the mask from my face. Show the world how I am and how I truly could be. Show them I am more then a shadowy in the background. Show them I am more then I simple sound. Make them believe you believe in me. Make them think I am on top of the world. For what you see in me is more then I see in my self. Make me jump of the edge. Make me look my fears in the eye. Make me stand in front of a crowd and play my song. Make me yell to the world who I am. Make me speak my mind. Tell me I am smart. Tell me I am strong. Tell me to always be me. All I ned is a push, a smile, a laf, a joke, And some hope. For you see I don't see this in me but I knew you see more in me then I do.

You know I'm a really shy person. I don't knew I get scared when people are around. I'm not good at like stepping up. Sometimes I just wish I could stay at home. I truly don't like big crowds I just like when it is me and a couple of friends. A lot of the time I just fell like I am being left out and it cinday hearts. Where I usto to live I knew everyone and I felt like I fit in. But right knew I don't knew. I guess I will just have to step up and be less shy. I will try.

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The question of the day

When I try to get air on the wake I look just like you. When I am trying to play that cord on my guitar I look just like you. When I tack to friends I look just like you. When I read a book I look just like you. When were sparing and I look you in the eyes I look just like you. When I ride my bike down the street I look just like you. When I am tacking pictures I look just like you. When I'm cheering for my favorite team I look just like you. I might look like you, some times even act like you. But if you get into my head it's a deferent story. It all changes. How you see me changes. On the out side we look the same but on the inside we are total different. I can act like you. Make people believe I'm like you. But I'm not. I'm dyslexic. Some times I wish I had the ceriag to scream this to the world or just tell my class mats. But alas I don't. I have said before I were a mask. I where it ever day even around friends. Some times I fell like I should just let my mask fall to the flour. But I hold on to it so tiatley I make it seem so really. What would happen if I did let it fall? Let ever one knew I am not for real. Would they dine me? Would they be ok with who I am? Would that tern from me? Would they act like they never knew me? When they truly never did. Or would it all be ok. Is the question of the day.

Ok

My last post was prate intense it ruffled a few feathers you could say. I meant what I said though. I don't want help unless it if from a special eds teacher. I don't want help from class mates. The reason I already been heart from them. And I never want to go through that agen. It's a trust thing, I guess. I was heart by some ones words and I don't think I can trust like that agen. I never saw what was coming. I'm to scared to ask for help agen. That's why I don't want help is because I was heart. I knew ever one is not like that. The reason I want to be treated the same is cues I just want to fad in to the shadows of life. I'm a afraid that if I'm put in to the the spot light of life just a little that people will see wright through my mask that mask I have worked to make. I guess my life is like the simple plane song welcome to my life. Cues for me it feels like it is faller after faller. But I have learned to pick my self up and brush the dust of my should because you have to keep going and not live in that moment. That's how I see it that's why my words are so intense I've built a wall to take some of the impact of what people say or what I fell. I don't like to show when I'm heart I don't tell any one I work through it my self. I'm not a role modal at all relly I would hate if some one looked up to me cues if they could get in to my head they would no ,longer want to look up to me. I don't want pity or sypothe cues they don't help me they just well I don't knew. But I don't want to be looked down on ether. I just wanted to day that so you would knew why I said what I said that's all.

Has there ever been a moment in your life where your hart stops. Well there have been multiple times that has happened to me , it happens when ever people menchin dyslexia around me and people who don't knew I have it. I don't like to tell people about it because I don't want to seem different. I don't want pity or help or sympathy. I was born with this. It wasn't my chose,. It was my fate destiny my plane that God gave me. I think that is the worst thing people can do to me is just take pity on me. I don't need it it doesn't help me, it just hearts me. That's why there are only certain people in my life that knew about it. Most of my friends don't knew if I had a chose one of them woodn't. I don't think my cousins knew I have dyslexia. But that's not my point the reason only some people knew. Is because I don't want pity I don't want help I don't want sympathy I don't want to be treated different. The best thing anything can do for me is to just treat me the same as everyone else that's all I want.

Ok then

Ok well I just thought I would ask if you all have any questions about dyslexia I can probably answer them and if not I love the internet

MY escape

Ok I don't knew if this is what everyone does or just me or maybe other dyslexics. But I have these cretin thing that I do when I want to forget about dyslexia or reality or grades or anything, I call them my escapes. So any way like I sailed I do them when I just want to slip away from reality. So the first two are snowboarding and wakebording. These to are easy cause I love to do them and there is nothing to do with dyslexia when am doing them. It's like the world just fades away and it is just me and the water or me and the snow. A nether is I just lesion to music. I'll go into my room and depending on my mood turn on the appropriate song. My third is bike rides I love to ride my bike and it's nice cause it is just me and I can think(as long as I still payention an don't run in to any thing). My last thing I do is Wright. I don't knew if I love wrighting or if it is just fun. There are to things I Wright of cores I Wright on my blog and the other is I'm wrighting a story. Ok but the story is dumb. I think out of all of those I like wrighting the most because it brings me to a world I have made up and tacks me away from reality. So that is all I have to say I knew it is dumb but just thought about it.

Um

Do you ever fell like you never can say the Wright thing. I mean to me it fells like I always say the wrong thing always at the wrong time. But I mean it just like oh I shouldn't have sailed that. I mean I always say dumb things and I think man that was so stupid. I just wish that I could knew what to say and when. If you haven't notice I don't think before I tack or type wish is a bad thing. Oh I don't think who other people will react to it. And then I fell dumb. Sometimes I just wish I could like be this person who always knew what to say. But that's impossible.

Ok so I don't knew

I don't knew if I have sailed this before or talked about this before but I think I will . I knew I have sailed this is the worst thing or this but, I knew that a hard part about begging dyslexic is not knowing. Well let me start with this, when ever I start something new I never no if my dyslexia will effect it or how much. I mean it is cind of like an insecurity I don't knew. I mean it does in a lot of areas of my life, it even efecs in sports. And it also makes it so I can't do a lot of extracurricular acrtivites, because I have to spend more time on studding and I have to spend extra time on homework. Well the homework one is from frustration cause I get mad at my homework sometimes not like in the mental way or anything just in the I hate this cind of thing. Well that was of subject. Anyway a nother thing is I never knew is in school if some of the stuff I am going through is like normal or what ever or like are my friends going through the same thing. I don't knew. So was thinning and all of this came to my mind say anyway.

Ok

I just wanted to clarify my last post. One I have no idea if it is a poem. Two I wrought it. And Three don't ask me where it came from because I just wrought it I guess you could say all of what I wrought is how I truly fell. So the poem is how I fell ok.

No idea

To be deferent hopping no one knows, living like your normal dreaming that you were, run from your troubles and hiding from your past, looking to the future never turning back, hopping tomorrow is not the same as today. A longing to be like everyone else. Hopping they never see through the mask you've made. A mask you never tack of a mask you hid behind, hiding from the world who you truly are. A mask that for one minuet makes you fell the same. Wishing one day hoping the next that you dream will some day come true. The dream you knew is impossible but still you hold on to hope. Hope for the future hope for strength hope for a better day. The dream of being normal is all you have to hold on to. By Dj