If I can be so modest,
Even if I do say so myself
I’m not too bad looking,
Not ready to sit upon a shelf.
I have a sense of humour,
And can be quite sharp witted too
And when I fall in love
It’s always ‘cause I’m true.
I have a real deep emotion
And a sense of empathy,
I make a friend for life
And have a sense of loyalty.
I have a question to ask you,
Could someone fall for me?
I hear you say “you don’t see why not”
But it’s not like ABC.
I hear you ask the question “why?”
And I have to say with some despair,
It’s because they don’t see what’s above
They can’t see beyond my chair.
I do not have the use of legs,
And my hands, they have no feeling,
But for me that doesn’t mean to say,
That life can have no meaning.
The chair is just a part of me,
It’s not actually who I am
It’s just a chair I sit in,
I’m still a real man!
So, if what’s important in life
Is love and security,
Could you do much worse in life
Than choose someone like me?
Steve Collins 28/4/08