The Disease

Her hopes were illusions
that is shown on her face
She left she would soon die
Nothing kept her alive

Scarred by life
The Diva told me her story
With a sob in her voice

She suffers from her disease
Scarred for the rest of her life

Sha was more and more
Weary about life
Sad memories haunt her

They're firmly rooted in her mind
She'll remember them until she dies