The cancer that came and caused all this pain.
The hope that was drained...and no one to blame.
The sadness and anger about to drive me insane.
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are when you tell me you know what I'm going through?
I well up with anger and tears.
I fight back the yelling and smears.
I sit back and listen and hear (and understand).
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are when you tell me you're sorry for my loss?
You are choked up and can't look me in the eye.
You give me a hug and make me cry.
You are my strength and give me the will to try.
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are when you come to support my family and I?
You express your sympathy and love.
You tell me it's going to be ok and he's there above.
You send me a card, a plant or bring me grub.
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are when your life goes unchanged?
I become afraid of an unremembered life.
I wonder when you'll meet your strife.
I am sad for his grandchildren and his wife.
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Sorry folks, grammatically, the line should read: Who do you think you are when you come to support my family and me?
ReplyDeleteI didn't proofread as well as I should have!
Karla