I don’t know, I guess, I just.. y'know, don’t want people to look at me funny or feelin’ sorry for me, or not makin’ direct eye contact. I guess there’s no reason to hide somethin’ you shouldn’t be ashamed of anyway, huh?
‘Cause I tell you what, I’m pretty angry myself. You go ahead, you express that into what you need to, understand? Yellin’, screamin’, I can take that. Just please don’t shut me out… in the end, I think that’d hurt more than any cancer ever could.