I don't want to die, so please don't kill me
I will endure a life of pain
That kills millions of Americans every day
Pleasures of this world cannot
Make me feel good about my body
For the simple fact that I won't live to be an old lady
I've tried to cover it up, pretend I don't have it
Pretend that I'm normal,pretend it doesn't exist
It took a while, but reality has set in
I have so many questions like
Why me, was I that bad, was it stress
Was it heredity or was it my destiny
Something God can use for his good
but goes way beyond my understanding
I just want to shout and scream
Why Jesus, why me, and then I heard Jesus
Say dear child I love you
That made me think of my dad who happens to very inspirational
To me, who worked for years in a hot building (welding)
And raised five kids, and never once
Did my dad complain of that terrible
Disease (which has destroyed my life) Diabetes.