I Am.


I Am.

 

Who a I?

Do you even have the time?

My name is unique and

so is my life.

I am as complex as pretzel and

as smooth as icing.

I am fragile and sweet.

I am fiesty but, not petite.

With hip as wide as all outside,

and a smile that shines brightly in your eyes,

the only way i can describe me

is that I'm just....me.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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