What dyspraxia can feel like; song inspired by my experience. Read more on https://me.kewl.lu/stories/clumsy-by-design/ [Melody] [Verse 1] I kicked the pedal walking my bike Then did it again — 'cause that’s what I like I reached for my phone and grabbed a spoon And waved at a door that left too soon [Melody] [Verse 2] I pack my bag with structured flair Then leave without it — unaware I tried to zip up in one clean go The zipper won, that’s all you need to know [Melody] [Chorus] Please hold, my brain is recalculating It’s buffering hard while you’re waiting You call it slow, I call it mapped With custom logic... slightly trapped I spin, I stall, I nearly shine But I do get there. Most of the time. [Melody] [Verse 3] I walked into a frame — it said hello My elbow makes new friends, you know I stare at stairs before I trust Then climb them like a cautious gust [Melody] [Bridge – soft, melodic] You move like jazz, I move like chess You improvise, I pre-assess I’m not behind, just sidewise bent Not lost — just differently sent [Melody] [Spoken outro – calm and clear] I don’t move like you. I don’t think like you. But I do move. And I do think. And that… is enough. [Melody]
