Can'T Seem To Get It Right
The simple things in life
Come pretty easy to me
Like tying my shoes
Or knowing when I should eat
I have no problem per se
In rolling out of bed
Or in the combing of hair
That sits on top of my head
It's being an adult
That has my hands tied
No matter how hard I try
I just can't seem to get it right
I can sit in front of the T.V.
Give it my best binge
Watch the world collapse around me
With remote still in hand
I am fairly adept
In the realm of color schemes
So I rarely need help
When it comes to dressing me
And never have I forgotten
How to ride a bike
But being an adult hurts my noggin
As I can't seem to get it right
I'm a pro at teeth brushing
And keep them pearly white
And no longer feel the need
To use a night light
All of this and more I can do
Finding it easier than said
Oh and before I forget
I can even make my bed
Walking tall amongst it all
With sturdy legs enjoying the ride
But apparently this adult thingy's not for me
As I can't seem to get it right
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