I cry because I feel so bad
I miss the life I used to have
After being strong and healthy all my life
I cry because health is my biggest gripe.
Loneliness is another reason
Or when we find a growing lesion
Support and love are all around
I need it in order to hold my ground.
This new drug better do its job
Any energy I had it really did rob
My eyes itch, my skin screams
I've never bought so many lotions and creams!
Pretty soon, with all the face goo
I'll look like I should be living at the zoo.
Is this better than cancer?
Right now, I just don't have the answer.