Wish

I wish you could understand. Oh how I do. I miss you everyday, and that's not easy for me to say. You thought I didn't care, maybe you thought it wasn't fair. If you could only see, you would never want to be me. I lay in bed, crying myself to sleep, wishing I'd be dead. Do you know? How it felt to see you go. All alone because all you did was condone. You didn't think I was sick, maybe you thought I was just a prick. Illness consumed me, a future I couldn't foresee. No energy was left, because my sickness was a theft. You didn't even try, I never even got a goodbye. I wish you could understand. Oh how I do.