Unwell: A Poem
Unwell: A Poem
When you’re filled with snot and your eyeballs swell?
Your mouth is dry and your throat is sore
You boil your tea and begin to pour
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But it’s too hot for tea, the sun is blazing
And everything you drink gets your sore throat aching
There’s too much to do, but my head is thumping
I can’t go on unless I take something
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No one can know that I’m feeling unwell
They’ll call me a simp and I’ll feel like hell
I gotta push through and maintain a smile
Then when they’re gone I can sleep for a while
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I’m so glad it’s here, the weekend is nigh
The heat will be over and my spirit will fly
It’s a bummer to be unwell on the weekend
But I’ve got no energy left here to spend
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Perhaps it’s a blessing I’m feeling unwell
I’ll get more sleep before the sound of the bell
I don’t need a remedy or special concoction
I just need to slow down from all of my action
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Rest says my body, just rest for a while
Rest your heart and your mind, and even your smile
Let out your tears and let out your sorrow
There is plenty of time for smiles tomorrow