I’ve been through an awful lot
just wishing it would all stop.
I don’t let anyone know
and definitely don’t want it to show.
It all begins when I was born
the other twin left to mourn.
Everyday I ask myself, “why me?”
in the hope that it will set me free.
When I was a child
nothing came mild.
I could hardly cope
after mum having the stroke.
In my teens everything was fine
the family beginning to shine.
But it was only a matter of time
before that uphill climb.
June 27th My brother diagnosed
with the “C” that never goes.
I should have known things were too good
but yet I never understood.