Cancer is a thief It stole your faith, Your lust for life
Cancer is a thief It stole your breath, your lungs And you from me
Death is not the end of life, But growing up feels like the end of mine As I got older, so did you And you can’t do all the things you used to do Which made me realize just how much things change
My size, soul, body, thoughts Your skin, your energy My memories are all I have left of you, And of my childhood Nothing is the same
And I think that it’s okay That things change You have to do it sometime But I wish cancer didn’t steal What I wanted to have forever