Given A Chance

I'm dying. There's a cure for this sickness. But unlike most, I don't want it. I don't need to live my life. It was not mine in the first place. I'll go down in history. Not for beating my sickness, but for letting it beat me.

There are many things I regret not doing. Like not telling my crush I actually liked him. Since elementary school! Now I'm 17 and my life could be gone any second now.

Or not living my life. I spent every day studying, reading, to focused on school.

I have little time left. I won't spend it in a hospital bed.

That's for sure.