Wednesday, November 09, 2005
A day in the life of an asthmatic kid…
Yet again it struck me
Leaving me helpless, stranded
Everytime it happens
I can't help but ask myself "Will I live to see another day ?"
Yea, this might seem like an exaggeration to some
But the kind of suffocation...
the wheezing...
the breathlessness this monster brings never fails to evoke this thought in me.
Popping pills,
taking puffs,
whatever for? "Will it help?" I ask.
Maybe?For a while?
At one moment, I might be fit as a fiddle...
And before I know it, I'm down again.
Can't breathe…
Can't breathe no more…
Everytime it happens
I can't help but ask myself "Will I live to see another day ?"
Right now,
this question,
this doubt…no longer stands.
"It matters no more …"
Ironically, asthma has taught me to live life to the fullest.
Well, at least I'm happy each day : ) !
And nope, I'll not be defeated…
I still have many dreams…
Dreams of becoming a fashion editor…
Dreams to go round the world to save kids! : )
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7:26 PM
