I have a friend
I have a friend
That isn't in her own skin
But her soul is beautiful
And she is kind as they come
I call her a butterfly
She's just in the caterpillar stage
One day, she will become her true form
But currently, she's trapped
I have a friend
Who cheers me up when I'm sad
She knows when I'm upset or holding something in
She's there for me, and I cherish her
I listen to her rant
I help her to the best of my ability
Sometimes it's hard though...
Because I'm limited to being there for her.
She loves what she can't have
And she desires so many things
It's adorable, she's adorable
I have a friend
She isn't in her own skin yet.
But she's beautiful.
She's a unique being that I'm glad I've met.
a.b.
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PoetryThis is my story- told through the thoughts I couldn't keep inside. A collection of moments, feelings, and truths I've learned to face and finally accept. These poems are pieces of me, shared for anyone who needs to feel less alone. If you're readin...
