F*ck Cancer

I wore the scars like battle paint,

Doctors said I couldn’t, but I said I ain’t.

Every meal was a drumbeat war,

Now I’m kicking down life’s door.

The nights were heavy, the pain was loud,

But I found my voice in the screaming crowd.

You can’t cage a heart that burns this bright,

I’m alive, I’m alive, and I’m ready to fight!

So here’s a middle finger to the tumor,

A victory song, a loud rumor.

I’m not broken, I’m not done,

The scars I carry tell my story true,

Of broken roads that I made it through.

Shout it louder, make it clear—

I beat the darkness, I’m still here!

Every setback just fueled the game

Now I’m living proof of a second chance.

I made it through my personal hell.

So here’s a middle finger to the tumor,

A victory song, a loud rumor.

I’m not broken, I’m not done,

The scars I carry tell my story true,

Of broken roads that I made it through.

Shout it louder, make it clear—

I beat the darkness, I’m still here!

Every setback just fueled the game

Now I’m living proof of a second chance.

I made it through my personal hell.

She was there since day one, thank you.

Times got stressful that once were fun.

I’m sorry for the pain and hurt I caused,

I appreciate all that you did and do.

I will forever and always love you.

Fuck cancer