I’m fighting for my life here,
I don’t expect you to understand.
Each new day is all I have, Dear;
A fresh battle to be planned.
I do not need your sympathy or pity.
For if I am to triumph, to rise above,
I cannot be weighed down by your charity;
I need only be strengthened by your love.
Just hear what I am telling you,
And know that through the lies,
You see my real heart is still true,
You forgive my mistakes, dry my eyes.