My Weakness... or is it?

 

Everyone has a weakness
Even if some don’t admit it,

I’m here to share my story

Starting with a young misfit.
 

I’m different from others

And in a very unique way,
Born with a clubfoot and forever short

To my family’s complete and utter dismay.
 

I’m a failure at sports
I’m not very pretty,
But I’ve done remarkable stuff

So I don’t need anyone’s pity.
 

I’m not a failure or disappointment

For my weakness is not a weakness,

It knocks me down but I get back up

Now I am stronger for showing uniqueness.
 

So yes my weakness is my weakness

But at the same time it is not,

It helps me and makes me grow stronger

And is helping me give life a shot.

This poem is about: 
Me
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