Juggling Words
My legs are always struggling to flow
And my brain doesn’t tell me
What I need to know
I’m a word juggling poet wading upstream
In a river of words trying to catch what I mean
He asked for an apple or was it a pear?
I really couldn’t remember
After I’d walked over there
We needed some stamps from down the road
But I bought him some milk
That wasn’t what I was told!
I’m a word juggling poet wading upstream
In a river of words trying to catch what I mean
When speaking with them
I couldn’t follow the debate
Forgot what we were saying
Wanted to hide or escape
I tried to join in but got it all wrong
So I sat there quiet pretending to be strong
I’m a word juggling poet wading upstream
In a river of words trying to catch what I mean
This brain fog can really get me down
Makes me anxious and worried
The chief zombie in town
Get rid of this tiredness
I’m trying not to drown
But all this muddling and tripping
Makes me the best performing clown
I’m a word juggling poet wading upstream
In a river of words trying to catch what I mean
If I say a wrong word
Or forget what I was told
Please don’t leave me out here
Alone in the cold
My cognitive powers are not all they seem
I could be Prime Minister or even the Queen
So be kind to me when I get it wrong
I’ll always make you laugh singing my song
I’m a word juggling poet wading upstream
In a river of words trying to catch what I mean
Background: Brain fog is a symptom of MS. I sometimes muddle my words, forget words, lose track of conversations and make a clown of myself!!! Usually worse when I'm tired, often not there at all, but with MS, you never know!!