On the first day of treatment
I walked into the office.
My mouth was dry.
My mom held my hand
Yet I still shook.

Going into the radiation room,
A huge machine with all these lights.
It looked like a disco ball,
But this was not a dance.

I lie down on my back and then my stomach.
Doctors put stickers on my back
I felt like the donkey in pin-the-tail.