Fever

The spirit is so much willing,
But the body’s not cooperating.
I try so hard to feel alive;
I try appearing to have such drive.

I want to always jump up and down
To life my spirits from the ground.
But I feel tired and beaten inside,
The exhaustion’s hard to hide.

My head aches; my nose hurts as well.
In sickness, I pitifully fell.
When will I be healthy again?
When will my sickness ever end?

My body is burning like fire;
My mind is caught in a haywire.
I think I need to get some sleep,
So I can bounce back frm the deep.