Teenaged Cancer

Sometimes I feel, that life is not real. Sometimes I feel so fake, like I could use a stake, to hurt myself but I won't. Sometimes I feel so happy, but feel so flappy, My lips are chappy. As I turned away i looked in the mirror, I seen no hair, in the hospital sitting by, me is my mom. I started to cry, Oh how i couldn't try to eat, I didnt know what was going on, A doctor comes in and tells me how it was going to happen, All of a sudden i close my eyes, and i have seen heaven. God has still not answered my question, for there i knew i have got to heaven. THere sat a gold chair, with a man sitting in it, For that man who died for me so i could be free from my teenaged cancer.