You wouldn't bank on much with only a 20% chance of return.
Not even 20% chance of profit, just a return.
Thats the odds we were told to bank on, we didn't have a choice, the choice was already made.
20%, 0.2, 2/10
This was only the chance that tomorrow, when we woke, she would still be with us.
My knees crumbled, my heart stopped, and everything we ever enjoyed together, were GOING to enjoy together flashed past my eyes. I'm too young to loose her, she's too young to go.
But she's here, fighting their odds, throwing it back in their faces.
I love you mum, but seriously, you've got to stop doing this to us.