Magically Unstable (But Still cute)

“Okay… deep breath.

Today I’m TRYING to be normal.

…aaand I already failed.”

Let’s do this!

Rolled outta bed like a falling star,

tripped two steps and hugged the floor—so on brand, bizarre.

My phone alarm went off too late,

guess time itself said, “Girl, you’ll be fashionably chaotic—great.”

My friends call me their “walking spark,”

cute but unpredictable like a vending machine in the dark.

But hey—at least my vibes don’t quit,

even when I trip over NOTHING… like, how do I do that bit?

Every day I’m a comedy show,

with random plot twists stealing the show.

But even when the story flips—

I find sweetness in my friendships.

’Cause my life is magically unstable (but kinda fun),

I sparkle at the wrong time and then I overrun.

If chaos throws its glitter storm right in my lane,

I’ll still dance through all that sparkle-brain.

So jump into the madness,

let our laughter multiply—

Life is magically unstable…

and oh my gosh,

so am I.

Tried journaling to calm my head,

but I doodled dragons kissing bread instead.

Meditation? That was a fight—

I sneezed and scared myself into stage fright.

My besties said, “Girl, embrace your glow,”

so I decorated my stress like a confetti show.

If life’s a cartoon, I’m the brightest scene,

the chaotic queen with a heart that’s squeaky-clean.

Every day’s a colorful storm,

and nothing I do comes out “norm.”

But even when the plotline dips—

I find magic in my friendships.

’Cause my life is magically unstable (but still cute),

I’m messy but adorable—what’s your excuse?

If destiny throws dance moves I can’t trace,

I’ll freestyle my way into outer space.

So jump into the madness,

let the glitter amplify—

Life is magically unstable…

and proudly,

so am I.

Maybe I don’t always color inside lines,

maybe my timing is never on time.

But every little flaw I can’t outwit—

my friends remind me I still shine with it.

’Cause my life is magically unstable (but I’m alright),

turn the music up and let the sparkles take flight.

If chaos knocks, we’ll open the door with sass,

turn every silly moment into fireworks fast!

So wave your wonky banner,

raise your laughter to the sky—

Life is magically unstable…

and honestly…

so am I!