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