Pretzel Poem by sami girl

Pretzel



Sometimes I feel like a pretzel
All twisted up inside
Wondering right from wrong
Or if I should go hide

My feelings are a jumbled mess
Impossible to straighten out
Should I be happy or sad?
Or be mad and pout

I finally make up my mind
It is too late
I can’t think clearly
This is what I hate

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