From My View

I'm not a Jerrie's Kid, I'm Scary Kid
God Forbid, That you might live
To ever know, the half of It

I mean, isn't that what you say to yourself?
Holding your child against your chest
Mumbling underneath your breath
That's a shame, oh that's a shame
She walks with a limp, she has a cane
She uses a chair, she's black as Cain
Damn this hypocracies insane!
'Cause if you cared to know my pain
Or listened before assuming a thing
About my life or who I be
About my race, ethnicity
gender, disability
You just might stop....staring at me

But oh hold up I'm not done yet
Cause all my life I've been a triple threat
Crippled, yes but damn I'm blessed
Family, friends, and fine, oh yes!
I don't need your pity, keep your change
I gotta job...do you need something?
Stop speaking loud and slow, I ain't no fool
I teach your kids, away at school

Somebody tell me why people fear
spending life in a wheelchair
Cane or crutch, it's all the same
Some say it's God that I should blame
But I just shake my head in confusion
Wondering where people get
these grand allusions
About who should be pitying who
'Cause life just fine here, from my view