I wish I had cancer.
Chemo. Please.
So my hair will fall out
And I will be thin.

Five Years.
Nothing changed.
Still remember,
That first day.
In small black ink.
When I told her.

Walked in,
Threw the page
In mother's hand.
Couldn't stay.
Couldn’t watch her cry.

I walked out.
Been walking ever since.

She had cancer,
I never knew,
When I sat there wishing.
Wishing Chemo. Chemo please.
Make me thinner.
Make me free.

It should be easier.
Each year, each day
But it’s not, never is.
Just sometimes I forget
Accidentally start living,
Start laughing.
Loving.
I forget.

I’m not the only one.
Wishing. Begging. Please.
Make me thinner.
Make me free.

I wish I was.
I hate to think
That just one day,
One lovely day,
My little girl,
May be like me.