At first it’s just a tickle

A little scratchy throat.

Then your face starts hurting

Your stomach starts to bloat.

Maybe too much Taco Bell

Is cause for all this pain.

Lack of sleep or allergy

Could also help explain.

For now pretend you’re fine

Your body might forget.

Ignore the aches and signs

Don’t let them see you sweat.

Imagine all you want

It’s not going away.

Your head could use a transplant

Your stomach’s not okay.

There’s no way to deny

You’re sicker than a dog.

“I’ll be fine,“ you reply

Your voice like a bullfrog.

Somehow you fell asleep

In line at Home Depot.

The consequence you reap

For staying on the go.

“Fine, I’ll stop,” you say

Though nothing will get done.

An unproductive day:

You’re in oblivion.

You start to feel better

You notice what you’ve done

Not being the attention getter

Isn’t any fun.