Sick+Day+at+Home-Grace

Tired, dizzy, weak, feverish, sweating I stay in bed all day Nasty medicine like sand in my mouth Alone in my room Can’t see my friends Thousands of needles exploding inside my head My head is a twenty pound bowling ball And I feel like the world is going to crash Suddenly the world goes black I start to come out of the crashing pain Then I awake very quietly My mom serves me like a queen My dog is always close to me No longer sick but, maybe I liked it better that way
 * Sick Day at Home**