Here one lies Stomach aching Throbbing Unknown reasons Trying to sleep, She grabs the sheets Pulls them over her head And hides From the world And it's cruel, cruel truth
So I say "Make me feel better" To my mother She kisses my head Tries to ease me Yet all she can do Is give me a pill And wait
So I say "Make me feel better" To myself Only, I reply; "Never," "For you shall never be."
Here I lay Aching in my stomach And other little common things But still No matter how much medicine I take That's not all the pain I feel And none of it goes away.