How are you?

How are you?, this morning looks gray and I feel the ill today like any other day. Will tomorrow bring sorrow or rainbow? The pill instead of heal kill. I will say to the clinician i need a magician. If I die tell them then, when the mend of a friend depends on my pen, I tried again and I failed in vain in pain in the rain. The world is insane. Share if you dare and care. Thank you.