I Say What I Say

By my granddaughter Kiley.

I say what I say
I say what I say
But somehow
it never comes out that way
I do what I do
I do what I can
But somehow
There’s always a flaw in my plan
I type what I type
I type what I want
But somehow
It ends in a different font
I am who I am
I am the best I can be
At least that part works
And shows beautiful me.