What’s wrong with me?

I get my left and rights still all wrong,

I still can’t tell the time on a 12 hour watch,

I get exhausted at the simplest thought,

Of getting started on the pots,

Took me ages to buy an ironing board,

It’s still wrapped in its shrink wrap,

I hate household chores,

And he still thinks it’s a woman’s job,

What’s wrong with me?

Am I lazy?

Or just giving up a little more lately?

I hear the beat of the drum collapse around me,

Chewing of gum starts to grind me,

And I’m stay here asking politely,

What is wrong with me?

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