ever since i was old enough to understand what words meant,
i've been told i'm like my mom.
over the years i've seen myself grow up,
and i've realized that, while we do look alike,
that is where the resemblance stop.
because while we may look alike,
she can tell people how she feels,
while i am complaining in a poem.
YOU ARE READING
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Puisishe's got a h e a v y heart, a m e s s y soul, a r e c k l e s s mind, but i think it's b e a u t i f u l the way she carries herself.
