Literature
The Kissing Disease
If you see me crying, don't ask me to refrain.
It may seem like I'm dying, but I'm not in pain.
I'm just tired.
This sickness, it makes me tired.
But, I didn't kiss anyone (If you were wondering).
I dumped that boy because he was too loud,
and that was long before I got this sick.
I can't stand that he's so audibly proud,
and he spoke of you in ways that cut quick.
But, I didn't get it from him (I think I've made that clear).
So, if you see me crying, don't ask me to refrain.
It may seem like I'm dying, but I'm not in pain.
I'm just tired.
This sickness, it makes me tired.
But, I didn't kiss anyone (I've told you this before).