Life Long Fight
As I lay there thinking why,
I can't help but break down and cry,
My life's destiny in small black words,
What did I do for all this hurt?
For all these years I did nothing but try,
Now i wonder, is tomarrow my good-bye?
There is treatment along with the pain,
Do I really want to play this game?
I am only sixteen...
So, what does this mean?
And so I lay here at night,
I realize, I start my life long fight...
--Katherine Anderson--















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