A present from Santa

I try to keep. My head up on
A bad day,, I walk the. Earth to
Find a cure, maybe there is one
Hidden amongst the shining stars
Above

I walk amongst u , holding
My. Head up no one knows
The difference ,walk with me
I walk with pleasure with every
Step I take

With pleasure I walk, I love to chat,
I love too walk a mile, last one
Is a dream come true, specially
As it’s Christmas time, it would
Be a dream come True for me

I only got my dreams, yet
Grateful it could be worse
I have a yet to learn to be
Patients, maybe there would
Be a present under the tree
From Santa, labelled a cured
Just forme