"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?