Unnatural Selection

The first time my mom talked cancer to me,
I didn't know what she was on about.
Was it the reason the doctors were always being nice?
Or why I was linked to that device?
Was it the reason I never felt alone?
The reason my mom's heart was my comfy home?

"We love you, Jaden".
I'd hear that a lot, usually followed by some tears.
"I love you too",
I'd say, to vanish their fears.

My body has lost its life
But my soul is still flying, above the sea.
God, would you please cut my wings with a knife
Or does Heaven really need me?
It's nice up here and all,
Like, there's no pain or sorrow,
But I think I've arrived too early.
Mom, why can't I live to see tomorrow?

Did I do anything wrong?
Was it because I cried at night,
When I was hungry or couldn't sleep?
I know I was stubborn back then
And wasn't much of a help to the community,
But believe me, I'd make it up for you
If I had another opportunity.

You've taught to say "please" when asking for something,
So I'm going to try and see if I can get a second chance
And be the flower in your hair next spring.

I was only 5, Mr. Cancer,
So I'm asking you for an answer:
Insatiable disease,
Won't you give me back my life, please?