Pain
I feel under the weather
will I ever get better
I want to run and play
but the pain tells me to stay
alone in this room
I pray I will be better soon
to hang out at the mall
I miss shopping for clothes and all
stuck here with nothing better to do
I even miss playing peek-a-boo
how much longer do I have to bare
this pain that keeps me here
is there anyone out there, who cares
or am I left to the depths of despair
Copyright © D.A Hopkins | Year Posted 2016
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