I may be an unintelligent person,
One who always fail her courses,
One who never listens to what teachers say,
Skip classes most of the time.
I may be a worthless pile of flesh,
An untalented poor soul,
An imbecile who knew not of anything,
Someone who never had any dream.
I may be silent of the things around me
Doesn’t utter a word unless talked to,
One who always nods and say pitiful words like,
“Go ahaead, mock me to death.”
But even though I am silent
I’m not blind nor deaf nor numb.
I could see, hear and feel things
Even though you thought I can’t.