Upon the wheeled iron I lean
every vulnerable part of my body
like a piece of baggage
only to be moved around
unable to walk on my own
this is a struggle
for me to reach my dreams
no matter the hurdles and barriers
what matters is I'm not a burden
Who would wish for a fate like mine?
with one leg gone
surely no one would
who would want to be as strong as I am?
persistently fighting for my life
in the independence of my work
with the cheerfulness of my spirit
even without one of my legs
to achieve my great dream
On wheeled iron I walk
traversing every turn of life
this path is rugged, full of twists
losing all hope, losing all spirit
only one thing I ask for
the dream of a fashion model
even with one leg
leaning on wheeled iron
gliding with the rhythm
on the wheeled iron catwalk
under a million gazes
my struggle is not in vain
I can do it!
a fashion model on wheels