Everyday
I get ready I workout
I get ready again
I go to work
At work I laugh.
I feel productive.
I feel like the bullshit I'm doing
Matters
I go home
I cook dinner
I relax
I don't worry about tomorrow
Everyday
You wonder if you'll live through it
You hope that your kids won't find you
if you don't
You pray today will be the day
That they say, "Cancer Free"
You go to endless doctor appointments
You grin and bear the pain
The biopsy's
The tests
The enless fucking waiting
You tell me of your struggles
The ones I'll never understand
Everyday
I am selfish.
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