My dear, it is with a heavy heart that I say
The me you once knew is fading away
All that you remember of me
The stars in my eyes and smiles of glee
Have faded away so suddenly
I'm sorry my dear, please know you are not to blame
For this cloud of darkness and mountain of shame
Have robbed me of my mind, and I've gone insane
The light within me has been flickering for some time
I hid it well -oh don't you see
This indescribable illness has been eating away at me
I check and recheck, and I taunt and count
I tear at myself in a trance
I keep giving myself just one last chance
So as has been the plan for some time,
I must take this pain and call it mine
My body is weak from the fight
My mind is weary from lack of sleep at night
My soul is tired, my judgement grimm
I guess we now know what will be my biggest sin...
The world has no place for people like me
I'm too soft and meek
Others are taking far too much advantage of me
If I could just be stronger, as so many have recommended
I'd be like them and blend right in
The time is coming near
When I'll be saying goodbye to pain forever, my dear
If only I could muster the courage to do it right
I wouldn't have to life with this daily fight
Each little task that I do everyday
Is becoming more and more difficult, in every way
Please don't cry or carry on
I'm going to do amazing things even after I'm gone
I don't expect you to understand what it is like
I wouldn't wish that on you, not even for one night
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