Sick

I hear my heart beating,

I'm laying in bed,

Something is aching,

Something pounding in my head,

I'm burning up all over,

But I'm shivering from the cold,

I pull the blankets round me,

I feel like some kind of mold,

All alone I suffer,

All alone I am,

I can feel my face draining,

I'm as white as a clam.