A Beautiful Girl Sat In a Wheelchair With Glasses On

Just today I seen a beautiful girl with glasses on Sat outside a pub in a wheelchair Whilst I out driving passed her With what I took as a look of despair Behind those glasses in her eyes And it made me almost want to cry for her Knowing not the sense of what she must feel like And having to face the prospect Of what she must have to go through And struggles she must have to Endure on a daily basis every single day Bound to a chair And what inner strength she must find In order to get her through And although me simply just feeling sorry for her or pitying her Will like I driving come to pass It will still be for her Her daily coming reality Yet again awaiting her Tomorrow morning When she wakes up And has to climb into her wheelchair In order for her to get around And all I can do Is wish her well Which isn't really actually going to do her Or help her out in any way I can only just hope and pray She doesn't want or need my help Either Rather she was just instead Having a bad day like we all of us do From time to time Probably selfishly so it makes me Or I can feel somehow better for Or her behalf