Too many stories dancing in my head.
I need to get them out before I go to bed
But the medicine is kicking in and my mind is getting foggy
The only word I can think to rhyme with is "froggy" or "doggy"
Where is mom with my ice cream?
My jaw is swollen and in pain.
Mom promised me ice cream twenty minutes ago.
I can't even yell out her name.
Cuz my sister is playing the flute and the tv is way to loud.
No one would hear my pitiful mewling, my voice lost in the crowd.
If only I could open my mouth wide enough to scream.
I ran out of pillows to throw at the door,
and I refuse to pitifully crawl on the floor,
in order to ask my mother for the ice cream
that she promised twenty minutes ago…