"Oh, it's normal,
It's only the heat"
What heat?
Wrapped in a blanket
Middle of the summer
I sit here freezing
The world spinning around me
I fight to stay conscious
It's a losing battle
Can't they figure out what's wrong?
Can't the say "Here, take this,"
And make it simply go away?
"No, you're not really sick,"
Then why does it take all my strength
Just to lift this pen?