Barbie and Skipper are Coming at Me

I am the epitome of a dirty mess. Nothing goes right. I can not lie for my life, and when I do Karma bites me with much force in the butt. I procrastinate, which muddles up life a lot. I loose my phone too much, it is irresponsible and my parents do not forget to yell that over and over. I know I need to straighten up, get my stuff together, grow up; but my mind is not ready to mature quite yet. I am still a kiddie, just slightly older. I am still confused, self conscious, dreamy, learning and exploring. I guess I'll always be a kid in that sense. So why push the maturing? I am sorry I am a screwup. It is the terrible truth. So do not remind me. Leave me be. I'm just a kid, let me play.