In a Song

Sometimes my words come out terribly wrong
And sometimes I feel like I just don't belong
But in my heart and my mind I really am strong
Now I'll let these words come out in a song

Sometimes I trip on my very own feet
And sometimes I skip when I go down the street
But it's all of these things that make me complete
I march to my own drummer's beat

Sometimes I have opinions I cannot contain
And sometimes my ideas sound a little insane
But I can feel joy and I can feel pain
And when I think, I use my heart and my brain

Sometimes I laugh when someone gets hurt
And sometimes I play in the mud and the dirt
But I'm not a tease and I'm not a flirt
Life is uncertain, so first comes dessert

Sometimes I lead a surprise tickle attack
And sometimes I'm a ninja, and dress in all black
But I can sing the alphabet forwards and back
And I'm always willing to share my snack

Now you know who I am
I'm quirky and strange
I'm a klutz and a spaz
But I won't ever change

In my own crazy world
I'll always belong
So take it or leave it
I sing my own song