When you’re sick you don’t feel right.
You want to run away,
But you have to fight.

You don’t feel bright,
And you never know what to say.
When you’re sick you don’t feel right.

People asking “Are you alright?”
Feels like every day,
But you have to fight.

You think you start to see the light,
But try to keep that at bay.
When you’re sick you don’t feel right.

You feel like taking flight,
But your body says stay,
But you have to fight.

Your whole mouth feels tight,
Wishing it wasn’t today.
When you’re sick you don’t feel right,
But you have to fight.