I open my eyes and suddenly feel so cold,
My limbs feel so tight, so sore like I'm a 100 years old.

And I remember that I was just through an operation,
Finally I was free, free from my eternal damnation.

You see I was born with a very weak, a very fragile heart,
I was god's creation, but was his incomplete art.

Now, I was very happy, over the moon that I could live a little longer,
I could run, be free and do everything I want; for now I'm much stronger.

I turn my head slightly to see my mum sitting besides the bed,
She whispers 'you're going to be alright love' as she caresses my head.

She hands me a piece of...