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Born Behind


I fumbled; I stumbled; I fell And life gives me hell because, apparently, I'm not allowed to make mistakes I was born behind: I must have started the human race late Because I'm lost in the dust of my successors Can I do it all? Maybe I could I f life wasn't a race, but a marathon Because instead of helping on the fallen They trample upon the supposed "morons" People labeled "retarded", "special-ed", or "slow" But it's not our fault because we're born behind And we're forced to catch up with the rest of the world We just need more time to put two and two together Which is not four, but fish, 'cause we're unique We're geniuses who were born behind I'm denied of success that is rightfully mine Because we need more time For we were born behind.
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