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.
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