Sick Inside.

Something must be wrong with me,
all these worries piling up.
I can not move,
I can not see.
I think in going to heave,

My arms are shaking,
legs start breaking,
you think I'm faking!?
I think you're going to leave.

So sick inside,
it's so hard to hide.
I think I'm going to scream!!

Look up and fly,
or lay down and die.
The sickness grows,
and your anger flows.

Just leave me be,
it's all too much.
So set the bomb of my life,
and let it blow you away.

*comments/votes are greatly welcomed*