Ouch
Cancer
Hey you! I dont love you!
You put a roof over my head and material on my back
Yet, all the pink ribbons are for you
What if?
What if you just dissapeared into the clouds?
Would I curl up and hide?
Would I cry?
Since you know me so well why dont you answer that.
Will you be here for my birthday?
What about Christmas? Will you be here for that?
While they cut you open I'll fall into the snow.
My tears'll Freeze on my cheeks before they hit the ground.
Tears for you? Or for me?
If you say another word I'll rip it up.
Turn the lights off and rest your beautiful jean eyes.
Em