When I sit down each day,
With something to express,
And something to say,
I run into a few problems.
My fingers begin to hit the keys,
And the wrong thing I do say,
With Qs instead of Ps,
And oh no, what a mess!
That's not it!
It's a not a baby,
And yes the dress really did fit,
Oh, what am I to do?
No! Please don't tell her that!
She's really cool,
And I didn't mean she was fat!
Oh this could take a while.
And no, I didn't mean you,
Did you know that,
There are actually quite a few,
Just like that?
Oh no. Here they come,
Please don't read this,
Not even some,
It's not what I meant!
That isn't what I meant,
But too late!
The message was already sent,
And now I've got one big problem.
I didn't mean it,
I promise,
You aren't really a git,
You're really cool.
Not another fight,
Over tiny little mistakes,
And who's wrong and right,
Because I want to know you forever.