I Am...
I am, I am,
I am the leaky faucet of a bathroom sink, always being promised to be fixed
I am, I am,
I am a cold glass of water, hitting your teeth once you take a sip and making you cringe at discomfort
I am, I am,
I am the smudged, illegible notes on your paper, the same notes you swear you can read when someone asks you what you wrote
I am, I am
I am confliciting, I am a nuisance
I can be, I will be, something different,
in time
This poem is about:
Me
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