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When you're sick like this

Everything seems fake

It's like an unconscious consciousness

Where I know I've lost it

I don't remember much of anything

Except that I have friends

And they make everything better

When you're sick like this

Everything is far away

And everything is blurry

The sounds are muffled

And the screaming doesnt bother me

My head is throbbing

It's filled with phlegm

When you're sick like this

The food doesn't have a taste

And the liquids eat at your throat

All you can taste is the rotten flavor of "Mentho-Lyptus"

And cherry cough suppressant

Music just doesn't have any effect

I sit here with glazed over eyes

When you're sick like this

You just want it to be over

Even go so far as to say

"That I want to die"

But you feel like you are dead

Because everything is so slow

And painless

When you're sick like this

You don't go to bed at 10

You go to bed at 8

But it doesn't matter much

Because you don't get to sleep until 1