i wanted to be a physical therapist

Be close to me thine angel of guidance

The fates to move the brain and the body

Of a dancer’s stride with even cadence

Renew the broken 

Of those who had figured it’s not worth a try

redeeming light to reveal potential inside

For knowledge of human’s tedious design

To be bestowed upon me

Of what was given, thus what I can give

Give freedoms to those who thought they could not live

With the aches or the signals going every which way