As if a leper, my flesh betrayed me, dying but not soon enough
My time on the planet spent with my pain a constant companion
Slowly ever slower, my flesh fails, as all flesh follows in decay
I die by the minute, my only healing comes with knowing love
But this world is dying, and we cannot begin to abandon it
Stare into the mirror, believing my life a curse, my flesh flailed
But that would be wrong, I've been a fool, life is beautiful
I am solely the one who could cause this curse
For a new life or old, existence is a miracle
Only an attitude or false ideal is the problem
So I must endeavor to move forward
And change my outlook
Change my ideals
And hope
