Good luck with the surgery
Everything will be okay
Here's some flowers from you to me

I'm glad you decided to stay

X marks the spot for the incision

Every day I wake up is another $#&@ing day I have to live in
Pull back the curtain, I prayed it had rained


The sun blinded me, and asked me to accept and welcome change

Every step I try to take

Yields another smile faked
Calloused hands have lost their trace
I found comfort in this place