I'm so confused, sometimes as my sickness worsens each day I want someone to love and take care of me yet, I don't want them to know the depth of my pain so, I go home alone and cry myself to sleep in loneliness because I am unable to live long and sturdy still, I don't want anyone seeing me like ‘this' but sometimes my lonely heart longs for someone special to care dying isn't something we want to do alone