Poem: Puzzle

(Poem six. I was thinking of puzzle as in a puzzle to do for fun. Turns out this isn’t that. *shrug*)


I scratch my head and wonder
what can I really do?
life has become a puzzle
and people tell me to stand still

have i become a model
that you watch do things?
Will you be looking
when i escape my ring?

i wish i understood
the exact reason you request
its left my head questioning
which i would like best

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