I fumbled; I stumbled; I fell
And life gives me hell because, apparently,
I'm not allowed to make mistakes
I was born behind: I must have started the human race late
Because I'm lost in the dust of my successors
Can I do it all? Maybe I could
I f life wasn't a race, but a marathon
Because instead of helping on the fallen
They trample upon the supposed "morons"
People labeled "retarded", "special-ed", or "slow"
But it's not our fault because we're born behind
And we're forced to catch up with the rest of the world
We just need more time to put two and two together
Which is not four, but fish, 'cause we're unique
We're geniuses who were born behind
I'm denied of success that is rightfully mine
Because we need more time
For we were born behind.