I wrote this about one of my best friends. Her and I are complete opposites, yet we're still incredibly close. I sort of scrawled the poem out in ten mins, so harsh critiques are welcome haha
She is
Blond hair, blue eyes
glossed lips, glistening smile.
Straight teeth, pearly white
67 inches, the perfect female height.
I am
Blond hair, blue eyes
Pale lips, fake smile
Lying through my teeth, always right
64 inches, ready to fight
Giggling,
Hair-twirling,
Smiling,
She asks,
“Why do you dress like a boy?”
Chuckling,
Arm-crossing,
Smirking,
I ask,
“Why do you dress like a girl?”
Your nails, she says
Paint them pink!
Who cares? I say
Not me, not about what you think.
One foot in front of the other
I tip toe across the ledge
Squealing like a pig,
She hides behind a hedge
“You’ll die!” She calls out
“I’ll be fine.” I reply
“Come back.” She screeches
“Not this time.” I whisper
And just as my foot reaches
Out past the point of no return
She’s there,
With her perfect blond hair,
Holding me back,
Or should I say…
Saving my ass.
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