I think they laugh at me
Maybe because I'm strange
Could I be a somebody
Or is that a bit deranged
Can't they see I'm the same
I bleed just like they do
They treat me as if I'm lame
Ignoring me is their rule
So are you picking on the disabled
Thinking we're not fit to work
Because you wonder if I'm able
To be like everyone else who work
I never asked to be this way
I try to forget that horrid past
Not thinking of that terrible day
I wish that memory faded fast
I'm human, I am not someone lower
I'm human, stop knocking me down
I'm human, so I might be slower
I'm human, now put away that frown
Copyright © Chris Smith 2012