Experience (lyrics)                         by Sol Green

(Updated version) 

                       

Experience is the first step across the line,

In the race to relate there’s pressure to shine.

Walk a mile in my shoes is something they say,

But my feet are bare cos I walk it each day.

 

Planning to move, moving to plan.

Dyspraxia, I do what I can.

Moving to plan, planning to move,

Dyspraxia, it gives me my groove.

 

I stand for individuality,

With a splash of eccentricity.

My groove is unique and a little bit formal,

But that’s because I don’t aspire to be normal.

 

Planning to move, moving to plan,

Dyspraxia, I do what I can.

Moving to plan, planning to move,

Dyspraxia, it gives me my groove.            

 

 

 

 

Lived experience can’t be bought,

And Dyspraxia is something that can’t be fought.

A treasure hunt gift that’s worth two in the hand,

The challenge is helping others understand.

 

Planning to move, moving to plan,

Dyspraxia, I do what I can.

Moving to plan, planning to move,

Dyspraxia, it gives me my groove.

 

My processing skills work differently,

I experience touch like electricity.

I struggle with words; hearing yours, finding mine,

But my visual acuity is more than fine.

 

Planning to move, moving to plan,

Dyspraxia, I do what I can.

Moving to plan, planning to move,

Dyspraxia, it gives me my groove.

 

You are you but I am me.

We have some of the same but live differently.

My experience can jail me or set me free.

Sometimes the apple falls far from the tree.