Lighten Up.

Tell me what  am I to do
I am such a Klutz it's true.
Each time I open my mouth
Everything starts flying south.
Discretion is the better part of Valor 
My discrete brings on an angry parlor! 
Just what am I to do to keep on track
And escape the extra flack.

Tell me what am I to say 
To make the anger clouds go away?
I am such a thorn in your side
That our temperaments just collide?
I can only try to do my best
 I'm not always the naughty pest.
Maybe you should lighten up a tad
Then maybe I would not make you so mad!

WHY

Why am I so angry why am I so low

You’re driving me to distraction why, I do not know.

Always putting everyone else first, but not me.

Always pardoning everything for reasons I can’t see.

If I try to tell you to let others take their turn

You turn on me and give that look that sting like a burn.

I sick of being the baddy, having to zip my mouth.

Why not put me first, and stop me heading south!