SICK DAYS

Tick, tick, tick, went the clock,

Bang, bang, bang, went my head.

Never before has the world started to spin

So violently, until I tried to stand up.

I would lie there for days on end

Just thinking of everyone else,

What they would be doing now,

What they would be saying about me.

They believe that I was perfectly fine,

Just pulling their leg to stay off from that test.

But I wasn’t fine, far from it, what they didn’t

Know was that I was dying

Four months they said in that white room,

But that was over four months ago,

Now I just have to lie and wait,

Just lie and wait for the time to come

How long till then? A month, a week,

A day, an hour, or even a minute?

But it will come sooner or later,

And I’ll be ready, ready for it to come