Dyslexic

You gave your pages

To someone who only skimmed

They circled every flaw

Never saw the beauty in the ink

You folded up your feelings

Like letters never sent

Blamed the way you're written

For the way they always left

But it wasn't you

It was how they chose to read

All the lines they twisted

Into something you don't mean

If you've been hurt and broken

Baby

Breathe in slow

You are a poem

They were just dyslexic to your soul

Every crooked stanza

Every strange and shining word

Someone's gonna hold that book of you

And love you like you deserve

(Read you perfectly)

And love you like you deserve

You edited your laughter

Crossed out every wild part

Trying to fit your story

On their tiny

Narrow chart

But your margins are for dancing

Your footnotes full of light

You're a thousand-page adventure

They only glanced at twice

So don't shrink down

Don't you change your alphabet

The one who's meant to find you

Hasn't missed a meaning yet

If you've been hurt and broken

Baby

Breathe in slow

You are a poem

They were just dyslexic to your soul

Every crooked stanza

Every strange and shining word

Someone's gonna hold that book of you

And love you like you deserve

(Read you perfectly)

And love you like you deserve

Somebody's learning your language

Tracing your lines in the dark

Turning the tears in the margins

Into maps of your heart (oh)

They'll read you out loud

Like it's their favorite part

Every pause

Every sigh

Every soft

Sacred scar

If you've been hurt and broken

Baby

Breathe in slow

You are a poem

They were just dyslexic to your soul

Every crooked stanza

Every strange and shining word

Someone's gonna hold that book of you

And love you like you deserve

(Read you perfectly)

And love you like you deserve