Like Her


I am just like her, 

But I’m not her. 

Yet I’m working towards becoming like her, 

Even if it’s unconsciously. 
He says a word but means another. 

She knows his antics but keeps falling for all. 

They say she’s foolish, 

We all know she’s crazy (in lovst). 
The birds will leave your nest again, dear daughter. 

They will come once in a while to feed or ask for something, 

But never expect them to stay forever.

They were never yours from the beginning.

*lovst: love and lust

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