I don’t want surgery

I don’t want a huge ugly vein running up my arm

I don’t want tubes sticking out of my chest

I don’t want needles

I don’t want to be kept alive by a machine

I don’t want any of it

I want a normal life

I want to be well

I want to go to sleep and wake up from this bad bad dream

I want to be someone else

I don’t want to be me