Hospital
I am sitting in this hospital bed,
pushing this medication button - that
I think is broken, and I am wearing this paper
sheet connected with a string in the back.
Hospitals aren't very warm, nor do they get HBO
or high-speed Internet.
I want to be in the real world,
drinking my Starbucks,
talking on my cell phone & looking up stocks
with my PDA
I want to grab a slice of pizza, get in my car,
eat while I'm stuck on the Freeway.
Most of all I want my clothes back!
Copyright © Chanele Therockstar Lovelace | Year Posted 2005
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