I Can Laugh At Myself
I get off balanced.
Fall.
Roll over.
Yet I keep getting up.
And while I am trying to get up,
You'd hear my sarcasm.
Mumbling.
Grumbling.
Probably cursing
In infinite idiotic ex
All the while giggling.
Laughing.
Often with tears
In my smiling eyes.
Wondering what the heck I am doing
Either the fall
Or the mumbling
That makes me laugh even more.
I would rather I laugh at my mishaps
My blunders
My mistakes
Because that would only mean
I can accept myself
And tickle faerie wholeheartedly.
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