Perfectly Imperfect Me

I like to cry,

At how uninformed I was,

Because to me,

Cancer was cancer,

And there was only one kind.

But that was before,

You had a PET scan,

And you were listed,

For three different kinds.

It was then I realized,

That there are so many different kinds,

That anyone can have,

And even the most normal people,

Walking in the streets,

Can have cancer,

And may not even know it.