A Walk Through My World

Original writing today, just for you, my lovely readers. Enjoy!

A Walk Through My World

How can you tell me we’re stupid?
And say in our eyes the sun cannot shine?
If you’ll just take me by the hand, I’ll walk you through my world,
I’ll show you some things that might make you change your mind.

Do you see the young girl
In the seat on four wheels?
She’s dreaming of wearing
Your old high heeled shoes.
In her eyes, you’ll see a smile
And forever by her side
Is the mother who longs to see her walk a mile.
They’ll break and you’ll throw them away
While she wishes that she may
Walk just one mile in your old high heeled shoes.

So how can you tell me we’re stupid?
And say in our eyes the sun cannot shine?
If you’ll just take me by the hand, I’ll walk you through my world,
I’ll show you some things that might make you change your mind.

Do you see the young boy
Who sits silently on the seat
In a crowded classroom, he sits all alone
Dreaming of having their feet.
In his eyes you’ll see a smile
For he has done his homework
Inside his own head, he’s just a teenage boy
But the teachers think he knows nothing
So they treat him like a forgotten toy.

How can you tell me we’re stupid?
And say in our eyes the sun cannot shine?
If you’ll just take me by the hand, I’ll walk you through my world,
I’ll show you some things that might make you change your mind.

Do you see the young girl
Who has just left her wheelchair
She’ll struggle to walk to the end of the room
Many will watch her, but too few will care.
She’s walking to pick up her exam results
An A star in year ten.
In Maths no less, look closer and then,
In her eyes you’ll see a smile
For she knows that though she cannot fly
She’s passed with flying colours,
With a whole year to spare.

So how can you tell me we’re stupid?
And say in our eyes the sun cannot shine?
If you’ll just take me by the hand, I’ll walk you through my world,
I’ll show you some things that might make you change your mind.

Do you see the young girl
In her brand new wheelchair
She reads Harry Potter
When she has some time to spare.
In winter when it’s cold
She dreams of holding gold
But she’s telling her own story
To a world that might not care.

How can you tell me we’re stupid?
And say in our eyes the sun cannot shine?
If you’ll just take me by the hand, I’ll walk you through my world,
I’ll show you some things that might make you change your mind.

Do you see the mother
Holding her young son’s picture
In her eyes you’ll see a smile
As she remembers him wheeling his mile.
Her dreams for him were cut cruelly short
For someone one day did not care.
He spent his life in an old moving chair,
While she became his voice.
He told her just what to say, dreamed of saying it himself
But he couldn’t speak your language
And so he had no choice.

They are just like you and me,
I know this and so they’re my friends.
They can never leave these chairs
But they can understand,
Every little thing you do,
And they feel a love that never ends.

Do you still think we are stupid,
Think in our eyes the sun can’t shine?
You’ve helped me walk you through my world
But have I changed your mind?