A part of me,
I did not see,
it came up slowly,
It's hard for me to breath.
Why must,
this deadly disease
slowly take me down,
why can't it just,
take me now.
I'm tired of the doctors,
I'm tired of the pain,
I'm tired of the embarrassment,
and I really have no one to blame.
I hate knowing when I'll die,
cancer,
I will fight you.
Till my last breath.
