The GHS Plague
Tired
Sickly
Coughing
Contagious
My head turns hot
My temperature spikes
I think i’m getting sick, yikes
My body aches and screams for help
I feel worse than I have ever felt
Unable to think
Unable to focus
My brain is a scramble
I stare blankly as my teachers ramble
I want to go home
Rather than aimlessly roam
Please mom, dismiss me
None of my classes will miss me
Home at last
I flop on my bed
I lay a cold cloth on top of my head
Sleep for hours
Maybe even days
When I raise
My brain is no longer a maze
Feeling better, feeling good
Feeling as I wished I would
Back to school, back to class
I can think again
Undiseased
Healthy
Strong
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