At Least I Am Trying
I try to pour myself a glass of milk
The milk thinks the counter is a glass
I try to grab my notebook to write this now
The notebook slips down to the ground
I try to walk through a doorway
What could go wrong?
My toe stubs the solid wall
Music can heal anything! Hey, it’s my favorite song!
I’m dancing and singing at the top of my lungs
The best part is coming up
Then right before the big chorus drop
My ears are magically too small
And to my delight, the earbuds fall
What is easier than toast?! Even I could manage that!
The toaster is opened and lo and behold
The bread is black as black
“Nutella can fix anything!” I thought
So I run to fetch my gold
I turn the nob then bam!
My head meets the corner, the sharpest corner in fact
Now my vision is blurry and a heart beats in my head
A doctor will be seen for that!
Copyright © Hannah Cooper | Year Posted 2022
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