I've been ill lately,
My heart is cold and heavy
Like an icebox, I'm frozen
Unable to go left or right
Because either one I chose never feels right.
And I despise with my cold heart,
The very truth the sets us apart
I've been tired lately.
I feel stiff, speaking inflexibly.
Yet my emotions are like strings
You control them, like a puppet.
And Guess what? (Rhetorically)
I've been sick lately.
And I'm sick of being sick.
