By Thendontre
Date: 27 December 2000
Only if I wish to be...
Trembling in a wheelchair of woe.
Trying to stand with crutches of dreams,
Bandaged against all incidental pain.
Crying to feel free.
Till I finally awoke
to the knowledge
Im the best I can be,
which is far more than any
for they are not me.
Standing I watch
these bandages fall
to accept the feel of life
so much more than pain.
Walking
these my crutches splinter and fall
supported now in reality
so much stronger than dreams.
Head held now so high I have a passing thought,
damaged goods?
Only if I wish to be.
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