I  wake up soon
As I have dis-ease in sleeping
I  hate my spoon
As I have dis-ease in eating
I care my immune
As I have dis-ease in breathing
I pray soon
As I have dis-ease in healing
I end up like a ****
As I have dis-ease in fleeing
I cry for my doom
As I have dis-ease in screaming
I shed tears to Moon
As I wish none gets dis-ease in a living