18 February 2006

bad day

who would have thought, this day would be a bad one
never saw it coming, this day won't be fun
played ball last night, had the game won
today im bedridden, wishing to see the sun

i lie in bed, having a hard time to take in air
the class started, without me in my chair
it's difficult to swallow but no one seems to care
just took a couple of pills, hoping it'll end my despair...

- roni having a sore throat and a stuffy nose

1 comment:

rica said...

nice poem...