When I wake up, trying to get up:
caught by my blanket, so I am stuck
even before my day could begin.
That's how my life has been
since I can walk
since I can talk
small mishaps all over my way
so I may
not climb on trees
never borrow keys
I will create unease
cause I'm a little tease
I know it is not easy
to be a friend of mine
my life seems a bit cheezy
but I think it's fine!
Buying coffee at the shop next door
Coffee in my cup, coffee on the floor.
So what should I do, it's the way it is
I've put up with it.
I stumble on me
I rumble for free
My life's a soap, hope you watch it,
I admit
I could try harder,
I could try more.
Could search the answer
why I act like a boar.
But do I want it,
do I wanna change myself?
I don't feel daunted,
though I'm not off-the-shelf!

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