My day was great

My day was swell

Was and my friends house

Till everything

crumbled and fell

I don’t feel good

I actually feel awful

Had to leave early

For its what seemed lawful

Bled through my clothes

Took so much ibuprofen

Cried over soda

Slept for 2 hours

Showered twice

Will it fix me if i sit in rice?

It hurts to move

My legs oh my lord

Had blood work done last week

So they can tell me whats wrong

Hopefully my case

doesn’t make the doctors bored

So far I have just been pushed off

Only one doctor seems to care

That its heavy and It hurts

Thats its getting hard to bear

My legs are on fire

My stomach too

I either want to eat everything

Or nothing but chocolate and soup

Sorry if this poem

Weirds out the general public

Its real and its raw

And just because i feel like shit

does not been my writings should be shit too