Dear cancer, I am far from amused by your sorry excuse for invading me, my body YOU DO NOT HAVE MY PERMISSION I don’t like the abuse Being used Just some poor excuse Your pity thrown on me like some kind of cheap blanket or soiled towel Then discarded and forgotten I’m left feeling kind of rotten and alone like an orphan with out a home his parents disowned This is how cancer feels Like a horrible, no good very bad day that you don’t know how you’re ever gonna make it go away So you sit and you pray, sit and you pray, sit and you pray Hoping to God, he is hearing what you have to say And he’ll take it all away So I can live to see another day Wish upon another star If you haven’t figured it out yet cancer ***** I do not like it I hate it Hate it with a passion It does not have my permission to stay inside of my body, eat away at My organs, or tear down my soul I will not give in to cancer Cancer will not control
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