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About staying strong for family while facing a terminal diagnosis |
| A ticking time bomb My clock is winding down When they look, I smile Baring this secret in silence I got the job and applied for school I know there's not time But I won't give up They need to see I didn't quit I snuggle my little ones And hold him when he breaks My rock has become soft It's my turn to be strong I am tired It shows through the layers, But I soldier on with head high They need me so I fight I clench my teeth and bite my tongue Sometimes I want to scream I'm only twenty-eight and I'm dying! Nothing is fair I shake it off and keep a joke waiting Their laughter is like air And I breathe deeply So they'll remember smiles I sort through my things Decide who gets what It all seems trivial now As memories are all I can take I let go of dreams Make peace with my past Say good bye to those I love And hope I'm remembered well |