When people think of being
betrayed,
They know that those feelings will soon
fade.
But what about when you are betrayed by your own
body,
It kind of makes your future seem a bit
spotty.
Being harmed by something you can't
see,
Takes away the feeling that you are
free.
It's like going in to a fight
blind-folded,
Sooner or later you are going to be
scolded.
You think, "This is my own body for goodness
sake!"
And everyone's apologies for it seem to be
fake.
Not knowing what's going to happen in the years to
come,
You just sit here and wait... till more damage is
done.
There is no cure fot his MonSter we are
fighting,
Hearing about "more meds" becomes less and less
exciting.
Nobody knows the pain that comes with this
disease,
Body... Why have you betrayed me?