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