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I'm wearing a straight jacket all over As my fashion statement My body got the memo early That the world wouldn't be able to handle my movement So it doesn't move... Just so that the world doesn't explode from my Awesomeness Eyes are glued to me Like gum to my wheelchair Because I'm fiercer than Beyoncé Some have the audacity to try to berate me Thinking that I'm lesser because I don't succumb to the filth of the floor I won't descend to that level My feet weren't made to stand on this world God knew that only the best would do This world isn't ready for my Heavenly struts Rihanna ain't got nothing on me I refuse to accept my situation as a prison sentence My heavy skin isn't my prison warden It's my accessory for my outfit Even though I'm rolling here I'll not only be walking, I'll be soaring in Heaven So you don't have to give me your discount pity I take cash You may call me a handicap But I call myself a Princess Who can only walk on golden roads.
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 10:05 PM UTC
I'm Wearing Handicap Like Lingerie
I'm wearing a straight jacket all over As my fashion statement My body got the memo early That the world wouldn't be able to handle my movement So it doesn't move... Just so that the world doesn't explode from my Awesomeness Eyes are glued to me Like gum to my wheelchair Because I'm fiercer than Beyoncé Some have the audacity to try to berate me Thinking that I'm lesser because I don't succumb to the filth of the floor I won't descend to that level My feet weren't made to stand on this world God knew that only the best would do This world isn't ready for my Heavenly struts Rihanna ain't got nothing on me I refuse to accept my situation as a prison sentence My heavy skin isn't my prison warden It's my accessory for my outfit Even though I'm rolling here I'll not only be walking, I'll be soaring in Heaven So you don't have to give me your discount pity I take cash You may call me a handicap But I call myself a Princess Who can only walk on golden roads.
I was just trying to think of how it would feel to be paralysed, but I didn't want to write anything depressing. I wanted to inspire someone to rise from their situation and to love life. Also to understand that God made you amazingly-beautiful, no matter your circumstances. You're fierce in God's eyes and mine. :) I love you all
joelle-mccook
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 10:05 PM UTC
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