In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Monday, March 11, 2019
sick day
I'm sorry
I ain't feeling so well
and it's heading to my brain
I can tell
I'm full of misery
I'm full of doubt
I'm full of
whatever you can be full about
it might be catching
so stay away
I'm having a sick day
I'm having a sick day
I'm staying home
I'm staying in bed
I mean, what the hell
what was I going to do instead
go outside
maybe take a walk
in the neighborhood
around the block
but that's not my style
it ain't my way
I'm having a sick day
I'm having a sick day
staying under the covers
wishing I wasn't myself
if I had my druthers
I'd have good mental health
don't call the doctor
don't call my therapist
I'll be all right now
I'll take care of this
I just need a full day
of resting for help
before I can face the work
of being myself
so don't you worry
I'll be okay
I'm having a sick day
I'm having a sick day
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