Author's Note: This one is written from experience, and constructive criticism on this if no one minds. R&r.
I remember my diagnosis
They said it was scoliosis
Curvature of the spine
Why did it have to be mine?
I sat there silent
So this is how I was different
Now I knew why
No matter how hard I try
I was last in every race I ran
Every sports day went down the pan
I look back on it, some years on
Looking back on my childhood that is gone
I think about all the chances I could've had
So much, it almost makes me mad
But I don't care now
I just wonder more, about how?
How could they have missed it?
They could've made a back brace to fit
They didn't even see
That there was something wrong with me
But they decided to ignore
After examinations galore
So this is how I have to stay
This twisted back won't go away
I'm left walking like a forward slash
As for fashion, I won't cut a dash
I can't keep up with other folk
My self esteem is an utter joke
So excuse me if I'm a little bitter
But rest assured, I'm not a quitter