A Bit About Me
I sort of stutter inside my head
Like I'm nervous before the words are said
My hands they shake and even sweat
I’m not the one on which to bet
My eyes are weak I’m not so strong
I sort of fumble and get words wrong
My legs get cramp my toes are bent
And all of my best years have been spent
My bones are poor they crack and creek
I gave up hope my spirits weak
My thoughts are jumbled it’s not so good
I’ve never loved like lovers should
I’m not always honest I lie so well
And when there's a secret I tend to tell
But when it's over it’s all been said and done
There’s not a fault I can’t overcome
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