He felt uncomfortable with his inadequacies.

The wheelchair was restricting, but not nearly as restricting as the cerebral palsy. It took control of the body; each muscle, each tendon, each ligament. No movement was free from involuntary spasms. Even the comfort of being still, an un-allowed privilege.

He thought as he sat…

The worst thing about being friends
Is when we have to part.
But though our time together ends
You’re always in my heart.

It’s hard when you are far away,
I really do miss you.
I miss the funny things you say,
And all the things you do.

I guess that when you are not near,
I realise how…

I once heard if your friends were true
You’d never be in need.
They would always be there for you,
And giving without greed.

But then I opened up my eyes,
And saw this was not so.
That sometimes friends would tell me lies,
True feelings would not show.

Sometimes I let this get me down.
Thinking all the…