Life Sucking Sick

Some days I can't get out of bed I just can't bear to lift my head Sometimes it hurts to breathe My pain continues to seethe Why did I just yell at them They're taking blood again I wish the results were clear My life is at a full tilt veer I can't believe it might be cancer God damn it! just give me the answer Is that even a possible at nineteen I guess not they say I'm clean So what is it then I guess it's back to the doctors again I'm losing all my lucious locks And my stomache is always on the rocks I'm sick of being sick My future is being sucked by a tic What a vicious nasty disease Please God cure it please please please I want to play with my daughter I want the energy to get even hotter I'm so young it seems so unfair I want done with this whole affair Maybe next time But for now I'll end this rhyme

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