will the same mistakes haunt you like they used to do?nnor are you afraid that your body won't let you choose?nnyou are your father's son, the same disease that holds you held him once!nnand i know that if you push this hard it will still take hold.nnyou cannot accept the things you can't control.nnand i know your mind is young but your body's old.nnand you can't forgive yourself (though no one else could blame you for this).nnbut hold on! hold on! hold on!nnnnand already i can't remember the heart was ever awarennthat the body it kept alive was wearing out, was shutting down.nnand tonight, when it realized, you gave up, it cried out,nnonly now, i realize i always knew.