My lungs are on fire,
But mother says I mustn’t keep still.
My lungs are on fire,
But mother says I am perfectly fine,
so I must be okay.
Did you take your vitamins? Drink enough water? Have you gone outside? How did you sleep? Get out of the house. Go for a walk. Stay off your phone. Stop complaining.
My lungs are on fire,
But it must be my fault.
My lungs are on fire,
But are they really?
Perhaps I am possessed
By this fire in my lungs
Perhaps I am made less
By this fire in my lungs
But one thing is for certain
Beyond a shadow of a doubt,
Is that mother knows best
In all matters of the chest