It's Impossible to Move

Sometimes it’s impossible to move,
This body of mine.
First my feet stick right out
Not making it easy to go through doors.

When someone tries to bend my legs,
One is easy going
While the other one is stiff as a board.

Sometimes it’s impossible to move,
This body of mine.
When putting a coat on,
We have no trouble
With right hand, it always behaves.
The other won’t dare to relax.
Wiggly, is the name of the hand
That loves to grabs Mother’s plant
And pull all its leaves.

Sometimes it’s impossible to move,
This body of mine.
In bed I get uncomfortable.
My stubborn legs get caught
In the railing of my bed
Or I get all tangled up in my covers.
I don’t want to wake anybody up,
I twist and turn for 1 or 2 hours
Until I’m okay but it’s never perfect.

Sometimes I get so frustrated
And I have to cry for help
With tears rolling out of my eyes.
Sometimes it’s impossible to move,
This body of mine.