Don't it make you feel sick?
Floating, drifting, dancing
A thousand birds in the sky
Cawing their tune for you
In the lazy autumnal drift?

Don't it make you feel sick?
Clashing, clanging, creeping
The marching call of bands
Singing their joyous tune
Amongst the sodden leaves?

Don't it make you feel sick?
Splashing, drowning, pouring
The rain from the sullen skies
Glistening light off asphalt
Straight into your blurry eyes

Don't it make you feel sick?
Teetering, verging, creeping
On the brink of madness,
Remembering long lost loves
Over a bottle of the hard?

Don't it make you feel sick?
Loving, caring, emoting
With another human being.
Who equally emotes with you.
Inside a corporal fleshly shell?

Don't it make you feel sick?
Inside, outside, amongst
Your thoughts, feelings, ills
You can remember and see
Everything around you?

Don't it make you feel sick?
That you feel the way you do
Yet cannot understand why?

Another great one from the mind of me.