they say life isn’t fair

and sure it isn’t

but this just doesn’t seem real

i miss my life

i miss my friends

i miss my sweet boy who makes me smile nonetheless

it’s funny because us kids wished for this

we wanted things to end

but now we sit here in silence and regret what we had said

what if things don’t get better?

what are we missing out on?

there’s a life out there

filled with highs and lows

but i’m scared that i won’t see it

i’m scared i tell you

i’m trying to be brave

but i know inside i’m losing it

what was the point if this is all it?

what if this was our life?

would i be satisfied?

no i tell you

i would not be satisfied

i never said the things i want to,

everything on my mind

i could have been a better person,

been a bit more kind

i could have given better hugs,

i could have held everyone tighter

i could have kissed a little longer

laughed so much more

i could have said “i love you” more.

is it too late?

my mind will kill me before this disease.