I rather be normal and healthy
Than ever rich and wealthy.
I'm tired of sickness and disease
And by the time I'm 20, I'll have no knees.
I've had a cyst, and now I have a tumor
But at least nothing's stolen my sense of humor.
At a single time, I had three threatening ailments 
I'm like a train on the tracks racing towards derailment.
I usually eat healthy and I run everyday,
So why are am I always needing another x-ray?
I'm a walking death trap, waiting to die
But at this point, I don't know why.
I'm invincible but dying
So I'm sitting here sighing
And enjoying the irony
Of being dead, but also alive.