Death from/to Alzheimer's
Waking up for schoolFills me with dreadBut one thing is my fuelthat gets me out of my bed I want to follow my dreamsI want to excel,Even if it seemsI must go through this hell One day I’ll awake for a job made for meReady to partakein the day’s work with glee I’ll put on my lab coat,grab my keysand my life I’ll devoteTo cure this disease I’ll work to get rid Of what took my grandpaI’m no longer a kidBut his loss is still raw No more will it takeThey won’t have to go throughAny heart achewhen they don’t know you Fatigue may take a tollBut if I don’t wake up,How can I reach my goal?