Poetry

I Called Myself Your Friend

I called myself your friend.
But, self-proclaimed titles rarely prove true.
Had I been your friend, I'm sure I would have heard you.

I would have heard the things you screamed at me;
Yelling from your silent voice inside.
But, I heard nothing, nothing, nothing through my pride.

I called myself your friend.
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The Perfect Daughter

When I think of the perfect daughter,
I think of one who smiles a lot.
I think of one who makes me smile.
I think of you.

When I think of the perfect daughter,
I think of one who loves me.
I think of one who teaches me to love.
I think of you.

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