• Cancer Star

    A friend of mine once told me,
    If you travel far,
    Everyone would find,
    their very own special star,
    but he was lying,

    Every star is tinted gold,
    wonderful site to behold,
    til you examine it closely,
    misjudged it grossly,
    A frail disguise,

    Tricked into believing,
    they've found their answer,
    every day deceiving,
    our imitable cancer,
    the body dies...