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First Day of School

I feel dizzy: I feel sick,
Hey, she threw up a stick!
He has ice,
She has lice.
Our teacher sneezes way too much,
Wait, where's my lunch.
The nurse is very sick,
Look I found a baby tick!
My principal has the flu,
Are we almost through?
Someone found a fly,
Then ate the ugly guy.
Then came lunch,
Oh, dare, it was a mess.
At 2: 50, we all threw up,
Then we all left when a chicken clucked.
My first day just wasn't right.

poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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So sick of it

I’m so sick of it
Making me feel like I’m sick

So sick of this
So sick of it all

When I finally got sick of it all
I just let it all out, I changed more and more
Explaining it and speaking my mind
Writing it all down on sheets of paper
Explaining why I’m so sick.

I’m so sick of it all
This world, Reality, all this bigotry
Can’t get enough of this
I can’t take it anymore I have to stand up
And fight against this sickness

Battling which is that repeating cycle
Battling Homophobia

I’ve done it so many times
It makes me wonder why I’m so sick

I’m so sick of it
Going threw the same f*cking thing.
Wanting more and more

Realizing it couldn’t ever be real it sadden me
I thought it over and over and then
That’s when I got sick of it.

Got me thinking me of it then reminding myself of reality.
It happened over and over that’s when I got sick.
Making me feel sicker.

Regretting all of the stupid thing I ignored
Remembering I gone threw the same thing before
Anticipating myself 0.99 seconds before the actual thought

I’m so sick of it, all the things that make me sick
All the things I fight against.
Im so sick of it…

poem by Marcellus Watts
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I Am Sick....

I am sick …. The pain I feel.
I am sick…. This must be surreal.
I am sick…. I will not die.
I am sick…. But I must live on with this lie.
I am sick…. It’s not like cancer it’s not that bad.
I am sick… but the say depression goes with this pain I have.
I am sick…. It will never disappear.
I am sick…. My days will go on with the same o’l tear.
I am sick…. That I have thought of taking my pain away.
I am sick…. For that I cannot for the pain must stay.
I am sick… and no one can fix me.
I am sick…. That no one can see.
I am sick…. They believe nothing is wrong with me.
I am sick…. Because of this disease.
I am sick…. Because I beg god please.

poem by Winifred Harkness
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More Than Just A Fight

We fought,
It hurt,
He's mad,
I'm sad,
Don't know what it was about,
He wont tell me,
Expects me to understand,
Without telling me why,
Ive tried,
Cant understand,
It just makes me feel like crying,
Ive cried so much,
Its slowly tearing me apart,
I'm sick of it all,
Sick of avoiding and being avoided,
Sick of pretending that I'm okay,
Sick of complaining,
Sick of laughing when all I wanna do is cry,
Sick of tryin to be strong,
Sick of being so weak,
Sick of caring,
Sick of fighting,
Sick of crying,
Sick of trying,
Sick of it all,
I wonder,
Wonder when I lost him,
Wonder why,
Wonder how this mess started,
Wonder when it will end,
Wonder if the friendship will survive this,
Wonder if Ill survive this,
He says I'm clingy,
Says I talk too much,
Says I need to get a boyfriend,
Says I need to leave him alone,
Says he doesn't care that it hurts me,
I say he's changed,
He says he hasn't.

poem by Mandy Author2
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I Feel Sick...

When life is alone...i feel sick...
When i miss ur smile...i feel sick...
When i miss u fm sight..i feel sick...
when i miss ur warm touch...i feel sick...
when i miss ur walk.....i feel sick...
when i miss ur play.....i feel sick....
when i miss ur kiss...i m mercyless....

itz all abt u coz u r only friend i hv to ma heart....

so i am sick...till u luk back....

poem by Sujatha JBS
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Bummer

I'm sitting here
Feeling icky
This medicine I've got
It's very sticky
I'm swimming in a sea
Of tissues
And gulping down hot tea
I'm sick
Oh man, I'm sick
And it's no good being sick
Because I feel awful

I've got a pain in my side
It's a killer cramp-oh!
God, it hurts!
I've gotta take some Tylenol or something
'Cause this really hurts

I'm sneezing, coughing, wheezing
AACHOOO!
Ugh...my nose...is so stuffy
My throat is sore
When I swallow, it stings like crazy
My body aches
I've got shivers and shakes
Shimmying down my spine
My forehead is like a hot-air balloon
Ascending into the sky
I feel dizzy
I feel queasy
My stomach hurts so bad
I feel like I'm gonna...like I'm gonna...
BLEH!
Ugh...too late...I already did
There's a pool of sickly pink and green
Staring up at me
Ew...

I'm sick
Oh man, I'm sick
And it's no good being sick
Because I feel awful

poem by Jade chiKahn
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Little Dick And The Clock

When Dicky was sick
In the night, and the clock,
As he listened, said 'Tick-
Atty--tick-atty--tock!'
He said that _it_ said,
Every time it said 'Tick,'
It said 'Sick,' instead,
And he _heard_ it say 'Sick!'
And when it said 'Tick-
Atty--tick-atty--tock,'
He said it said 'Sick-
Atty--sick-atty--sock!'
And he tried to _see_ then,
But the light was too dim,
Yet he _heard_ it again--
And't was _talking_ to him!

And then it said 'Sick-
Atty--sick-atty--sick
You poor little Dick-
Atty--Dick-atty--dock!
Have you got the hick-
Atties? Hi! send for Doc
To hurry up quick
Atty--quick-atty--quock,
And heat a hot brick-
Atty--brick-atty--brock,

And rikle-ty wrap it
And clickle-ty clap it
Against his cold feet-
Al-ty--weep-aty--eepaty--
_There_ he goes, slapit-
Ty--slippaty--sleepaty!'

poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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I'm sick

I’m sick of always waiting for the breaks I never get,
I’m sick of being left behind and sleeping in my sweat,
I’m sick of making money when the ends are never met,
I’m sick of being sick of life I’m trapped inside a net,
I’m sick of having to be strong when I’m a nervous wreck,
I’m sick of working dead-end jobs that lack any respect,
I’m sick of waiting in a line where I am never next,
I’m sick of knowing that I’ll never truly be the best,
I’m sick of acting normal when I know that I’m a mess,
I’m sick of other people saying that I’m really blessed,
I’m sick of having all this pain I feel inside my chest,
I’m sick of being stressed, I’m feeling so depressed,

I’m reaching for a goal that very few are to obtain,
And no more strength is left in me because of all the pain,
I know that I have said that there is God inside the rain,
But where is God in moments when my bodies feeling drained,
And where is God in moments when a prayer won’t explain,
The fact that I was born a baby lacking half a brain,
The fact my hands and feet are tied together by these chains,
I can’t break free I need some help but all I get is blame,
I’m blamed for the mistakes I’ve made and it is such a shame,
I know that I’m a winner yet I’m losing to life’s game,
I’m losing my religion and all I do is entertain,
The other mindless people I swear this life is so mundane,

I’m always asking why,
I always say I try,
I’m looking to the sky,
Accept the pain and fly.

poem by Nathan Streango
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“validation”

A little bit of validation,

I guess that is too much to ask.

There is nothing right anymore between us,

There is no way in hell this can last.

You don't seem to care

That I feel this way.

I make you treat me like this,

Is what you always like to say.

That is the lowest form of a cop out,

You could possible give.

You don't think that what you do,

Has anything to do with whether I live or don't live.

You make me feel unworthy,

You treat me like I don't even exist.

And God forbid I get upset about it and say something,

Cause that's when you really get pissed.

I'm sick of being the last one you consider,

I am sick of being the one you want if no one else is around.

I am sick of feeling like this and living like this,

I am sick of any peace not ever being found.

poem by Jessica Lynn Hepner
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So Sick

im sick of not knowing,
im sick of not showing,
im sick of all the starring
im sick of not caring
im sick of being labled bad
im sick of always looking sad
im sick of feeling locked in bars
im sick of all the painful scars
im sick of all the thugs
im sick of all the drugs
im sick of asking myself why
im sick of telling myself i want to die
im sick of feeling like i always want to cry
im sick of living a lie
im sick of not having a dream
im sick of lifes borring theme
but thares only one was out...
so what does that mean?

poem by Ricky Baker
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Im sick

poem by Malorie Genoff
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A January Fear

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
My class is all here
Down to each little sneer

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Those cute little creatures
Have nothing to fear

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Still knowing that teacher's
not entirely all here

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Each little tear
Makes it perfectly clear

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
A day off is coming
And hopefully near

a sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
It's harder and harder
Maintaining my leer

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Perhaps my behavior's
becoming quite queer

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Perhaps in the morning
I'll call in and cheer

A SICK DAY A SICK DAY
I GOT A PAIN IN MY EAR

Alas...I can hear my principle sneer
With a resigning smirk easy to hear
NO SICK DAY NO SICK DAY
SORRY MY DEAR

NO SICK DAYS NO SICK DAYS
REMAINING THIS YEAR

poem by Robert John Meehan
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Sick of Being Sick

I’m sick of being rejected;
I’m sick of being emotionally neglected;
I’m sick of crying so many tears;
I’m sick of running away from my fears;
I’m sick of my childhood nightmares;
I’m sick of being told to do those stupid dares;
I’m sick of not having friends;
I’m sick of all these dead ends;
I’m sick of myself for what I’ve become;
I’m sick of feeling oh so numb;
I’m sick of watching myself drown;
I’m sick of my heart falling to the ground;
I’m sick of this life;
I’m sick of this everyday strife;
I’m sick of not having a dad;
I’m sick of getting mad;
I’m sick of my childhood past;
I’m sick of being harassed;
I’m sick of the dread;
I’m sick of wanting to be dead;
I’m sick of being the one who’s always so strong;
I’m sick of being somebody that doesn’t belong! !

poem by Shelby Brockway
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Principal's Office

Now as I get to school I hear the late bell ringing,
runnning through the halls, I hear the glee club singing,
and as I get to the office I can hardly speak,
cause it's the third late pass that I got this week,
so to my first class I run and don't walk,
all I hear is my sneakers and the scratching of chalk,
and as I get to the room I hear the teacher say,
Mr. Young I'm very happy you could join us today,
I try to sit down so I can take some notes,
but I can't read what the kind next to me wrote,
and if that wasn't enough to make my morning complete,
as I try to get up, I find this gum on my seat,
so with the seat stuck to me, I raised my hand,
and said, exscuse me but can I go to the bathroom, maam?
the teacher got upset, and she screamed out no,
it's off the principal's office you go,
Verse 2:
12 o'clock comes with mass hysteria,
everybody rushes down to the cafeteria,
picked up my tray to have Thursday's lunch,
and as I tried the apple sauce, I heard it crunch,
I'm running up the stairs with my front tooth broken,
the nurse just laughed, and said you must be joking,
I looked up at her with a smile on my face,
no joke 'cause my front tooth is out of place,
so I walked to school with ice on my lip,
the nurse's late pass like a gun on my hip,
my books are real heavey, I'm walking, I'm dragging,
ain't no school lunch next week, I'm brown-bagging it,
forget class, I'm a shoot some ball,
with the late pass I got no trouble at all,
but then the nurse walks up and says what do you know,
it's office to the prinicipal's office you go
recess
Verse 3:
passing notes is my favorite pass time,
I can't wait to find a girl to pass mine to,
to express my feelings,
give me a week B, and the girl' be dealing,
now one young lady was looking at me,
I said hi my name is Marvin, known as Young MC,
but then the ball rang, and the teacher came in,
and that's when the game of passin notes would begin,
I wrote the first note, told her she was fine,
and I hoped that the two of us could spend some time,
she wrote me back and told me you're fine too,
I'd love to go on a date and spend some time with you,
so then I sat there reeling, and looking at the ceiling,
words can't express the way that I was feeling,
then I though to myself, the sure way to get her,
is to write another note, oh yes, a love letter,
when I finished the note, it was ready to pass,
the teacher took it, and read it right in front of the class,
she read it word-by-word and line-by-line,
and everybody who was laughing was a friend of mine,
even then my girl was laughing, and it was too late,
for me to write another note 'cause there would be no date,
the teacher looked at me, and I said I know,
it's off to the principal's office I go,
yo, you think this is bad, wait til I get my report card

song performed by by Young MC
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Love Should Never Feel Like This

Somebody told me love's a beautiful thing
And when I found it all the bells would just ring
The sun would shine and all the birds would sing
Then I met you
I searched the planet for that magical girl
I walked a million miles all over the world
I found the oysters, but never the pearls.
Then I met you...
I can't eat
I can't sleep
I feel sick
I'm so weak
Love should never feel like this
I must be doing something wrong
I've never felt this way before
Walk in the bathroom and I take a deep breath
Look in the mirror and it scares me to death
Look like a junkie that's been strung out on meth
Since I met you
I can't eat
I can't sleep
I feel sick
I'm so weak
Love should never feel like this
I must be doing something wrong
I've never felt this way before
Love should never feel like this
I must be doing something wrong
I never felt this way before
Oh, ignorance was always bliss
Love should never feel like this
Love should never, ever feel like this
I've never felt this way before
I must be doing something wrong
No, Love should never, ever feel like this
I must be doing something wrong
I've never, ever felt this way before
What's wrong with me!

song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Sick I Am...

i am sick...please don`t be sad...
i am sick...please don`t tell anyone...
i am sick...please forgive me if i hurt you...
i am sick...going so faraway from here...
i am sick...saying this only for you...
i am sick...maybe will never come back...
i am sick...remember me and never forget me...
i am sick...pray for me and wish me all best what you can...
i am sick...all wounds i have inside my heart...
i am sick...please don`t be sad...
i am sick... and you will never see me..

poem by Hazem Al Jaber
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Im So Sick Of You

You tell a joke and forget the punchline
Why you always wastin my time?
Hey baby, trust me, you just disgust me
Your hairs a mess and your make-ups crusty
I dont know too many females
Who make a habit of biting their toenails
Wo, every time you call, you drive me up the wall
Honey, just the sight of you makes my flesh crawl
Im sure wed be happy together
If only one little thing werent true
Oh baby, I yi yi yi yi
Im so sick of you
You drink the milk right from the carton
What are you, in kindergarten?
Youre belchin everywhere, foulin up the air
Then you use my razor to shave your back hair
You dont have an ounce of class
Youre just one big pain in the neck
How much more can I take now
Give me a break now
You even snore when youre wide awake now
You tell all your friends were the perfect couple
Well, maybe you should get a clue
cause baby, I yi yi yi yi
Im so sick of you
Baby, youre so nauseatin
I yi yi yi yi
Im so sick of you
And when you softly call my name
Its like Im listenin to a squeaky chalk sound
And when you look at me that special way
Its hard for me to keep my lunch down
And when you ask me what Im thinkin, honey, usually Im thinkin
How Id really like to tie your head completely up in duct tape
So I wouldnt have to listen to you asking me those stupid questions
Over and over again
Well, that disgusting noise you make when you laugh
Gives me a throbbing migraine
(cant stand you, I just cant stand you)
Until you came along, I never dated anyone this low on the food chain
(cant stand you, I just cant stand you)
Youve got inhuman body odor
Youve got the hair of a boxing promoter
Yeah, your teeth are all yellow, your butts made of jell-o
You wake up in a puddle, droolin on your pillow
I hate the way you crack your knuckles
I hate your whiny loser girlfriends too
But mostly I yi yi yi yi
Im so sick of you
Really now, youre aggravatin
I yi yi yi yi
Im so sick of you
Not to mention irratatin
I yi yi yi yi
Im so sick of you
Well, now wont you give my best regards to satan
I yi yi yi yi
Im so sick of you
Im so sick of you
Im so sick of you
Im so sick of you
You make me sick
Im so sick of you, now....

song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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When You're Sick

When your sick I swear you still look amazing.
When your sick I know that noodles you r craving.
Ur still happy when your sick and never degrading.
So im gonna doctor you up and work on my painting.

I'll start with your toes, you have the cutest little toes.
Then I'll paint your finger nails. And get some on your nose.
You'll tell me they're good and I'll turn the color of a rose.
And anything you ask of me I'll say "I suppose".

I'll hold you and kiss you who cares if I get sick.
Making you feel better is all that matters and I can do it so quick.
If it would make you feel better I'd let you hit me with a stick.
But only for a bit. Because you hit hard an it'll hurt like sh**

poem by David duckworth
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Make Me Sick

What I got, couldn't feel any worse
It's like I'm possessed, under some kind of curse
Temperature on rise, I can't close my eyes
(I can't sleep at night and you're the reason why)

Got my heart out in the cold (Breaker, breaker)
I'm afraid of getting broke (Operator, 'rator)

S-O-S, I'm overboard (Cause you threw me in the sea)
Please get the medic, somebody rescue me (Got that fever from you)

Boy, can't breathe, bones are shaking (Ah)
Heavy spinning cause you make me (What?)
Boy, you make, see you make me
Ooh, you make me
You make me sick
Got the shivers when I'm near you
Call the doctor cause you make me, oh
Boy, you make, see you make me
Ooh, you make me
You make me sick

(Ha-choo) I'm allergic to your face
(So queasy even when I hear your name)
Dead on arrival from my self-denial
(I can't even breathe) Boy what you do to me

Got my heart out in the cold (Breaker, breaker)
Ooh, I'm afraid of getting broke, yeah (Operator, 'rator)

S-O-S, I'm overboard (Cause you threw me in the sea)
Please get the medic, somebody rescue me (Got that fever from you)

Boy, you make, see you make me
Ooh, you make me
You make me sick
Boy, you make, see you make me
Ooh, you make me
You make me sick

Mama said don't hate but your bitter pill
I can't get well cause you're keeping me I'll
(I need a check-up or maybe some pills)
Cause I'm sick of your shit
So sick of you here

Ah, ah, ah...
Queasy, shaky-shaky, got me spinning cause you make me sick
Ah, ah, ah...
Got that fever from you

poem by Krista Thomas
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Tired sick.

When you don't have something that is what is everyone craves,
Then the trouble begins in waves. '
The clock loudly and soundly does tick
While you get tired sick.

You go do something that depends on others
Better do quick lest disagree your mothers.
Rhyme does you no then good,
Seems like that something is the only food.

The world beats around in their newly acquired fun
While you sit alone there, one and only one.
The clock loudly does tick
making you sick; really really sick

Tired of the fun, you go sit one,
While the music subsides and leaves you then,
With what you want.
The clock does tick,
Making you tired sick.

poem by Pablo Picasso
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Taken Girl

Sitting in the back of the class,
The school day gose by like a flash,
But only when I sit with you,

We laugh in gym,
And howl at lunch,

You put your head on my sholder,
And the acts like that hurt more then any fist,
More then any cut,
I lie when you ask how I feel,
Because I wont admit to my self that what I feel is real,

You laugh in gym,
And you howl at lunch,
I hurt in gym,
I break at lunch,

And all do to your head on my sholder,
Hurts like a punch,
Fells like a cut

poem by Shadrach Knight
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