Wobbly

I am very tired, it is not advisable to blog when you are fatigued. A powernap could save my life. But instead, here I am, whispering into cyberspace, "I feel fragile. I am wobbly. Push me too hard, and like a jellyfish my skin might burst open and shower you with salt-water." Is it because I am a whoah-man, (So I Married An Axe-Murderer), or is it because I am just me, and me has a tendency to wobble, to take things the wrong way? Or am I just a big wanker who thinks she's a bit of a poet but is really just embarrassing herself?
Yeah, I reckon it might be that!