Today I endure a challenging feat
Sit back and possibly weep
The doctor holds the cards to my life
His diagnoses might create some strife

I love to live in the world that you see
I constantly beg, hope and plea
to give me the world I so adore
not pass through the revolving door

I know the results will quiver my soul
Just one more day I want to grow old
So let it be what I desire
I’m not ready for the pit of fire.

I want to love in the silliest of ways
biting her lip and making her sway
watching her melt with baiting breath
I can't do that in the wake of my death

So find a way to change the cards
Maybe run 10,000 yards
hoping to settle this ridiculous score
although I know I must accept what life has in store