I'm really not myself, you see.
It's just an "off day".
I'll try to be better tomorrow
But for now, please go away.

I'm sick and tired of dragging
My feet are made of brick.
I know I'm not too well, so
I guess I must be sick.



Shit! What's wrong with me?
Everything is just too hard.
My clothes are on backward;
I feel like such a retard.

So do me just one favor -
My secret don't relay ...
Don't let them know I'm so undone;
Just make them go away.



I think I'll go to bed now
How long? I cannot say.
It might be hours, it could be months;
Come back in a few days.

Don't make me laugh, don't make me eat
I only want to sleep.
It's better than my time awake
'Cuz all I do is weep.



So if you care about me,
Please mention me when you pray.
I'll try to stand up later on,
But for now,

Just go away.

D. Ames - 12/2001

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