It’s okay to be slow,
It’s okay to shake,
That’s who I am,
This is my way.
My steps may stumble? That’s just my rhythm
In the beat the world missed, I carve my own system
Even if my words come slow, my thoughts are crystal
Every letter, every word — sincerity’s my signal
My moves are different, that’s my unique flow
There’s no standard here, I define my own glow
In eyes that scan me, judging my stride
But I’m clearer than a mirror when I walk with pride
This ain’t a weakness, just another type
My body is my style, never the wrong type
Even if I stutter, my life stays smooth
You can’t copy this — my groove is truth
I go to my rhythm, I ride my own tempo
Won’t align with the beat the world echoes
Even if I fall, I rise — that’s my vibe
Slow and unsteady, still burning with drive
I roll to my rhythm, no one can stop me
Even through tremors, I stand clearly
Built different, that’s a special kind
I’m not less — I was born to shine
I walked more streets than I stayed in clinics
Learned more about life than any cynics
Smiles, not sighs, helped me survive
The lines on my face — they mark my only ride
Disability’s a part, not the whole of me
If you judge by that, then that’s faulty
I live my way, never walking alone
Each rhythm we carry creates a shared tone
This ain’t a weakness, just another type
My body is my style, never the wrong type
Even if I stutter, my life stays smooth
You can’t copy this — my groove is truth
I’m not here to be your pity story
If you want to cheer me, walk with me proudly
In a world that centers the uniform way
Let my voice bring balance into the sway
Sometimes people won’t wait for my words
I wonder if I’m falling behind — feel the urge
But it’s okay, I speak at my own speed
One syllable at a time, pouring out my need
Disability is part of me, but not all I am
Lots of talk about “care,” but no land to stand
Without soil of opportunity, flowers can’t grow
Don’t just pity me — work with me, love me, show
I don’t endure alone
Real freedom is the right to choose, on my own
I walk my way, step by step I rise
On stage or the street, I lead my life
I go to my rhythm, I ride my own tempo
Won’t align with the beat the world echoes
Even if I fall, I rise — that’s my vibe
Slow and unsteady, still burning with drive
I roll to my rhythm, no one can stop me
Even through tremors, I stand clearly
Built different, that’s a special kind
I’m not less — I was born to shine
I’ve got my path, I’ve got my speed
This life is slower, but it runs deep
I live on the beat that I design
This rhythm — it’s my own lifeline
It’s okay to shake,
That’s who I am,
This is my way.
My steps may stumble? That’s just my rhythm
In the beat the world missed, I carve my own system
Even if my words come slow, my thoughts are crystal
Every letter, every word — sincerity’s my signal
My moves are different, that’s my unique flow
There’s no standard here, I define my own glow
In eyes that scan me, judging my stride
But I’m clearer than a mirror when I walk with pride
This ain’t a weakness, just another type
My body is my style, never the wrong type
Even if I stutter, my life stays smooth
You can’t copy this — my groove is truth
I go to my rhythm, I ride my own tempo
Won’t align with the beat the world echoes
Even if I fall, I rise — that’s my vibe
Slow and unsteady, still burning with drive
I roll to my rhythm, no one can stop me
Even through tremors, I stand clearly
Built different, that’s a special kind
I’m not less — I was born to shine
I walked more streets than I stayed in clinics
Learned more about life than any cynics
Smiles, not sighs, helped me survive
The lines on my face — they mark my only ride
Disability’s a part, not the whole of me
If you judge by that, then that’s faulty
I live my way, never walking alone
Each rhythm we carry creates a shared tone
This ain’t a weakness, just another type
My body is my style, never the wrong type
Even if I stutter, my life stays smooth
You can’t copy this — my groove is truth
I’m not here to be your pity story
If you want to cheer me, walk with me proudly
In a world that centers the uniform way
Let my voice bring balance into the sway
Sometimes people won’t wait for my words
I wonder if I’m falling behind — feel the urge
But it’s okay, I speak at my own speed
One syllable at a time, pouring out my need
Disability is part of me, but not all I am
Lots of talk about “care,” but no land to stand
Without soil of opportunity, flowers can’t grow
Don’t just pity me — work with me, love me, show
I don’t endure alone
Real freedom is the right to choose, on my own
I walk my way, step by step I rise
On stage or the street, I lead my life
I go to my rhythm, I ride my own tempo
Won’t align with the beat the world echoes
Even if I fall, I rise — that’s my vibe
Slow and unsteady, still burning with drive
I roll to my rhythm, no one can stop me
Even through tremors, I stand clearly
Built different, that’s a special kind
I’m not less — I was born to shine
I’ve got my path, I’ve got my speed
This life is slower, but it runs deep
I live on the beat that I design
This rhythm — it’s my own lifeline