Sorry, Not Sorry

Rolled flat, and put into a cookie cutter

but I didn't come out the right shape

pushed into a corner

and melted into the wall

Squeezed out of a frosting tip, 

And got green all over your coat

Made mad, 

And turned sweet as honey

 

No, I'm not what you hoped for

No, I'm not what you wished

But, what are you mad for?

Why am I bigger for this?

No, I'm not subservient

Sorry I have an opinion

Too bad I pay attention

Sorry not sorry for just being me.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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