Me, Myself And I Poem by Donna Saphier

My head is in a fuzzy state
My legs don't work particularly great
My knee's they ache, feel like I've fell
I also have no sense of smell

My hair is dyed, It's just a mess
I wish my weight was a little less
I have got missing one big toe
I had a clot, so it had to go

I also now need to wear glasses
The time fly's by, it quickly passes
My legs feel like they've run a race
In fact, I'm just a big disgrace

I smoke too much, I do not drink (occasionally)
My brain is mashed, can hardly think
My elbow's hurt all night long
Every part of me has something wrong

I'm going deaf, I'm going blind
Life it has been so unkind
I grow my nails but they just break
I have my own boob's, they are not fake

I have a few freckles and a few brown moles
I do not have any face potholes
I broke my ribs, they still are sore
Should I go on, oh what a bore

There's not much more that I can say
Oh yes my hair is going grey
I'm so fed-up, I've had enough
In fact, I've had it pretty tough

Even now I fall and stumble
As part of me begins to crumble
I'm sleepy now, it's time for bed
So f**k it now I'll sleep instead