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By wishing_on_stars •
You pick and prod and twist me around
You push and pull, hold me upside down
You try to find where you think I'd fit
It matters not what I say, a choice I don't get
Copyright 2005 JEM
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July 28, 2005 00:39Cindy J Hayes
This is a great poem. Half the world can relate to this as we all at somepoint have issues with monitoring others opinions instead of our own, self doubt and manipulation. I'm looking forward to going through your list.