Why Should I?

Why should I apologize for the stumble in my step, or the fumble of my words or the shake in my hands?

I always laugh, apologizing for my misstep, my mumbled words.

My hands shake, my legs jitter, and my voice wavers, and these things belong to me. No, I didn't have some great tradgey to make me this way. I did not chose to move gracelessly, like a child unfit for their legs. This is who I have become, unrefined edges, stuttered words for a mind that races too fast.

Why should I aplogize for me?