Do any of them really care?
Will I ever get to land,
from what seems like just a big dare?
Im so sick of the unending stairs,
they pierce my soul.
Will there always be the glares?
So what's the Goal?
I may never have the bounce in my walk,
or be able to dance,
but does that give them the right to talk?
or the right to glance?
I know that one day,
a long time from now,
they'll have nothing to say,
Ill be able to bow,
and our great Lord,
will smile at me
touch me with his hand like a sword,
and it will be 5-26
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