I cannot sleep
I cannot dream
But most importantly
I cannot leave.

I do not smile
I do not cry
I just forget
And never try.

I do not watch
I do not play
I do not speak
Why must I be this way?

The kids outside
They are having fun
Bouncing around
Bathing in sun

For here I rot
Thoughts leaving my head
Without a word to say
I cannot leave this bed.

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