As i look into the mirror
i see to my surprise
a scared, lonely, little girl
starring back into my eyes.
shes afraid to tell her parents
the pain she goes through everyday
she doesn't want to see the doctor
and shes afraid of what he'll say.
maybe this is nothing
but maybe it's intense
maybe she has already
gone and lost all her good sense.
in the office, she sits and waits
thoughts run through her head
what if tomorrow she finds herself
lying in a hospital bed.
how could this have happened
this so isn't fair
why is it that she
has to lose all of her hair.
she didn't do anything wrong
and she doesn't get why
shes so afraid now
shes starting to cry.
everyone's telling her it'll be OK
that's really all she hears
but the comfort of her friends
won't be enough to stop the tears.
this is a little bit new to her
shes never been through this
of course she likes a challenge
but this one wasn't on the list.
i guess God wants to test her
i just hopes she doesn't die
hopefully this disease she'll overcome
and yet again survive.
