The Worst Part About Cancer
You wanna know the worst about having cancer?
It's not debilitating anxiety
Preventing me from doing anything
It's not imminent fear of death
And not knowing how long I have left
It's not the constant panic attacks and the
Every increasing anxiety stack
It's not logistically preparing for my own death
Figuring out my living will and testament
The worst part is that you gotta make
So many god damn phone calls
You gotta talk to like a 100 doctors
And none of their god damn emails work
So many god damn phone calls
Lost more of my life on the phone
Than I would have if my cancer had grown
I've called the doctor
Got my ducks in a row
I tell them "hey
Let's get this show on the road"
"I think I'm ready for my surgery"
But they gotta do few more tests before I'm ready
So many god damn needles
Stab you 1000 times
You'll be in pain for a while
So many god damn needles
IV blood draw FNA
A stabby stab every other day
Everyone asking if I'm doing okay
And I'm not quite sure what to say
But it's definitely overwhelming
To spend all of my free time sending
Updates to everyone in my life
"Hey hey hey I'm doing alright"
Sorry if I don't reply
Sometimes I feel that I'd rather die
So many god damn messages
I don't mean to ignore you
I don't have the mental energy for you
So many god damn messages
Please don't take it personally
I love you all incredibly
So many god damn phone calls
It's not debilitating anxiety
Preventing me from doing anything
It's not imminent fear of death
And not knowing how long I have left
It's not the constant panic attacks and the
Every increasing anxiety stack
It's not logistically preparing for my own death
Figuring out my living will and testament
The worst part is that you gotta make
So many god damn phone calls
You gotta talk to like a 100 doctors
And none of their god damn emails work
So many god damn phone calls
Lost more of my life on the phone
Than I would have if my cancer had grown
I've called the doctor
Got my ducks in a row
I tell them "hey
Let's get this show on the road"
"I think I'm ready for my surgery"
But they gotta do few more tests before I'm ready
So many god damn needles
Stab you 1000 times
You'll be in pain for a while
So many god damn needles
IV blood draw FNA
A stabby stab every other day
Everyone asking if I'm doing okay
And I'm not quite sure what to say
But it's definitely overwhelming
To spend all of my free time sending
Updates to everyone in my life
"Hey hey hey I'm doing alright"
Sorry if I don't reply
Sometimes I feel that I'd rather die
So many god damn messages
I don't mean to ignore you
I don't have the mental energy for you
So many god damn messages
Please don't take it personally
I love you all incredibly
So many god damn phone calls
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Writer(s): Vikas Kumar
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