When you look at me;
Do you feel fear?

Are you afraid;
You'll end up,
Like me?

Living with;
A disability.

Do you fear the image;
In that fun house mirror?

The image with a voice trembling,
In fear.

Do you imagine yourself;
In my shoes?

Do you fear;
That your mobility,
You'll lose?

Do you imagine;
your future, dreams,
And all of your hopes?

Will simply vanish.

Do you question;
How you will cope?

I'm looking back;
Seeing you through,
That distorted image.
You see there. 

Afraid you'll forever be;
locked in that mirror.

You fail to see;
My determination,
my will not to give in.

My desire;
That this fight I will win.

You also have it within your soul.

But until you experience;
The impossible.

It's hard to know.

Can you fight back;
Against fate?

Find a new way for;
A life to create?

Adjust to the new image;
The new you,
Standing up tall.

Wiping away;
The tears.

Recreating the image;
In the fun house mirrors.