Laces I think I have a problem I don't know what to do I am so intoxicated I can't tie my shoes Both laces are right there But it seems like more My vision is so blurry I think I see four I reach for one lace I think I see two I think I have it now Now I'm turning blue I reach for the second It also has doubled I grasp it clumsily But again I fumbled The second lace fell And to my surprise The first lace as well All could hear my cries Back to the start Where both are loose They still look blurry Oh, what's the use? I soon found a solution With no laces to tie I reached for my boots Easier with impaired eye ©Schizology

Schizology

Laces I think I have a problem I don't know what to do I am so intoxicated I can't tie my shoes Both laces are right there But it seems like more My vision is so blurry I think I see four I reach for one lace I think I see two I think I have it now Now I'm turning blue I reach for the second It also has doubled I grasp it clumsily But again I fumbled The second lace fell And to my surprise The first lace as well All could hear my cries Back to the start Where both are loose They still look blurry Oh, what's the use? I soon found a solution With no laces to tie I reached for my boots Easier with impaired eye ©Schizology

Schizology