• I feel so much blood fall from my chest,
    They will come and help in a day.
    I feel so weak, but I have to keep on fighting,
    They said that the next day they will make it stop.
    I know I won't last for ever,
    but there is a hope.
    24 hours they said,
    I know the time won't fly by,
    unless I don't make it.
    I feel nothing now in my arm,
    I will be lucky if tomorrow it's still there.
    They look weak,
    but I am weaker.
    One ageist an army it seems.
    Yes I am different,
    but I am still a child.
    I know all the missing people in this,
    I might be the next victim.
    I have seen the dark threaten me before,
    And they might get me.
    If tomorrow comes I will be a different person, Of joy and happiness.
    But like so may, It never will