Caught up in the middle
Nobody is happy me,
Neither side seems to see
I can’t do wrong from right,
They say they understand
How I feel deep inside,
At being caught in the middle
Struggling to decide,
Which side to choose
Every win means I also lose
Caught up in the middle
Nobody is happy me,
Neither side seems to see
I can’t do wrong from right,
They say they understand
How I feel deep inside,
At being caught in the middle
Struggling to decide,
Which side to choose
Every win means I also lose
I feel like I have spent so much of my life ‘sitting on the fence’ that I have splinters in my backside! Great poem, Linda xox
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