The Fault In Our Stars

You can't choose who you hurt in this world

But I've let this world hurt me.

I let Hazel Grace and Gus

See the faults in me.

I watched them grow and laughed with them

Then watched and cried with one.

I raged against the author's whims,

Against the methodical turning of the page

That took me closer to his ending.

I wished that the story continued on,

That Hazel had more to tell,

That Gus' letter was longer,

That these things didn't happen in real life.

But this is not a pipe.