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This wheelchair
I can't stand to ride
I’m not that naïve
I’m just out to find
The better part of me
I’m more than a burden
I’m more than a strain
More than some smiling face
Smiling at you so plain
And it is not easy to be me
Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home
I never see
It may sound absurd
But don’t be naïve
Even with cerebral palsy
I have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed
But once you can see
Even with cerebral palsy
I have a right to dream
And it is not easy to be me
Don’t run away from me
Well it’s all right
You can all sleep sound tonight
I’m not crazy or anything
I can stand to ride
I’m not that naïve
Men were not meant
To ride with ground
Between their knees
I’m only a man
Don’t be silly
To perceive me a kid
Taken for granted
On ignorance’s
One way street
Only a man
With a wife and three kids
Looking for smashing things
Inside of me
I’m only a man
With cerebral palsy
I’m only a man
Looking for a dream
I’m only a man
Being honest on this sheet
And it is not easy to be me…

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