"Do I know her?"
I believe you do,
She's the girl who sounds similar to you.
She's like you, in many more ways
But I think that's a burden to my case.
That I, no matter what I do to escape,
She always seems to follow my wake.
Whether it is her or you, dear friend, whose path I cross.
Her presence never leaves, I am at a loss.
What's my next move? What piece shall I play?
It does not matter for she never goes away.
I feel resigned, that this is my fate.
The only thing now is for me to wait.
For what? I do not know.
Maybe its for her true colors to show.
Maybe its for all this to end.
But waiting for the end, what help will it lend?
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Bc I chatted with my friend and the first 2 lines was I said in reply and she said it would make a poem so here it is... I'm not good at poems lmao I think this is decent ish.
