| I smile to trick the fear inside me
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| I smile to seem like I’m improving
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| But the brave grin does not go in
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| A surface layer painted on the skin
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| Of a body that is facing uncertainty
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| Yesterday I chased a dream
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| Now I just want to be able to sleep
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| Suddenly riddled with incapability
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| Funny how illness changes everything
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| Never really believed in believing
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| Until I had to believe I would get better
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| And that was all I had, no knowledge or progress
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| Just hope, wafer thin hope
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| Clung onto with a fist
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| Must try not to damage it
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| I must believe
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| And even if I don’t get better
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| Thanks for sitting with me while I cried
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| Thanks for easing the hours when I was too weak to stand
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| Thanks for all the little detours where we wandered off together
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| And found things more important than what we want
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| Those are truly treasured moments
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| And believe me I know
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| That it’s hard to have hope
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| But I will try not to die until I am dead
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| I will try not to die until I am dead
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| I may be aching and exhausted but life’s not over yet
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| So it doesn’t hurt to hope and it will never hurt to try
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| Try not to die until you’re dead |