CO2 has got me blue

It isn't an emotional flood; but too much of that chemical in my blood

Feeling hungry, a meal sounds great, it was just a few bites I ate

Pressure from ear to ear, nausea, I live in fear

Breathe deep to exchange air, feeling resistance, it's not fair

Blood pressure, heart rate higher, a regulated body temp is hard to acquire

Brain fog is a companion, concentrating I abandon

Pushing through, movement is best; I bent over, time to rest

Therapy throughout the day, feeling isolated, out of the way

No choice but to soldier through, hopefully no longer blue